Left Pumpkin Patch RV park and headed for Vermont. It was a beautiful drive down a small country type highway with large oak and maple trees lining both sides of the road. The leaves are starting to change colour and the sun was shining. It was a beautiful day. We passed many New England style houses that were huge and had enormous manicured lawns. Some must have been a full acre or two of just lawn. The countryside consisted of fields covered in purple asters and golden rod, and rolling hills covered in forests of oak, pine, maple and wild apple trees. It was just what I had always imagined New England to look like.
We stopped in a small town called Gorman, New Hampshire for lunch and just as we finished we saw Glenda looking for us through the window. It turned out that they had spotted our rig and decided to stop also. They had pulled down a small side street that had no place to turn around but still tried and consequently inverted the spring assembly on their 5th wheel. Their brand new tires were up tight to each other and they couldn’t move. It looked absolutely hopeless.
Terry M. quickly assessed the problem and felt he could fix it and after several hours, two very helpful men from the neighbourhood and the local garage lending us what ever was needed he did indeed fix the problem. By then we were all very tired, especially Terry M. so we decided to stay the night at the local WalMart and recoup. We had supper together and then played a card game called Golf for the evening. Perfect ending to a stressful day.
Next morning we woke to find coffee and donuts at our doorstep for thanks for our help the previous day. Nice way to start the day. We took off early to what looked like a beautiful day and got about 30 kms down the road when Terry and Glenda pulled into a roadside stop and we followed. Same problem as the previous day only this time it showed that the buckle holding the spring in place was broken and would require welding. The problem was that it couldn’t be moved as the two tires were jammed against each other and smoked like crazy when moved. Somehow the axle needed to be pulled back to separate the tires.
After several phone calls to various garages, etc. the guys decided to leave us girls with their rig and go to the next town to search for someone who could fix it. They eventually found a welder about 6 miles away who said that he could fix it if we could get it to him. That was the dilemma.
Glenda then suggested putting a couple of boards between the tires and then pulling the trailer slightly forward to force the axle back. It worked and the two guys then tied the axle to the back trailer hitch. We then slowly drove to the welders place and spent the afternoon in a lovely grassy field waiting for the repairs to be done.
By the time all the repairs were done, it was mid afternoon so we decided to carry on to our original previous days destination of Marshfield, Vermont. Once again the sun was shining and we drove through more beautiful countryside and mountain scenery. It reminded us of Switzerland. The four of us had a joint BBQ of ribs and corn on the cob. The weather was so nice, we ate outside which we haven’t done often.
We woke early Sunday morning to rain once again. Will it ever go away for more than two days in a row??? We decided to head to the largest casino in North America in a town called Ledyard. Connecticut for our last night together before going our separate ways. The March's to South Alabama and us to Mexico. We’ll sure miss travelling with them.
