We headed out of Ashton Idaho and were going to head over to the Boise area. We planned on leaving at 7am and made it out by 7:30 which is okay with us. As long as we are no more than 30 minutes past our scheduled time then we don’t fret.
Since we stayed at Warm River for so long we needed to stop and dump our tanks. Staying in Warm River was the longest we had spent in one spot and we seriously tested our tank capabilities on this one. LOL!! So we stop at the Ashton, ID visitor center and take care of the tanks even taking the time to clean them out. YAY clean tanks!
By the time we completed the cleaning tanks task we weren’t on the road until about 8:30. Still no big deal we didn’t have too far to go. For the beginning of the trip it was uneventful. We had a few hours of rolling farm hills and really cool John Deere equipment. (My tractor obsessed dad would be proud of all the John Deere’s I pointed out and even expressed excitement over how “cool” they were) The farms were neat since what looked like wheat was planted but done at different times so the hills looked like patchwork with some of the wheat having turned brown and the rest still green.
Once we got past the farmlands there really wasn’t much to look at. Luckily we made good time through the ugly parts with good conversation, good radio and lots of jokes. Before we knew it we were in Boise and about to head north of Boise to our camp. It was about 2:00 in the afternoon and we had about ½ hour to go.
After driving through some beautiful mountains north of Boise, we hit our campground. Our spot was beautifully nestled against a decently sized creek with little waterfalls right out our front door. The spot was secluded and we LOVED it. So Chris gets out and starts to set up the satellite. UH-OH! Now you have to understand we have made it for months with the ability to have satellite everywhere. We’ve had no problems at all with this little task. Chris starts moving the satellite dish around and nothing. We got nothing, zilch, zero, zip, nada. So after a few more attempts we decide to move across the road and a little higher up.
Okay we throw everything back in the trailer and no big deal we are in the same campground just across the road. We spot another private site with its own little section of the creek and it’s totally surrounded by bushes lending to us the secluded feeling of the wilderness.
So we get the dogs set up and fed as it’s getting a bit late. We pull out the satellite stuff and continue with the setup. UH-OH! Yep you guessed it. Nothing, zilch, zero, zip, nada. Noooooooooo. We attempt different satellites and after every attempt possible and some serious frustration going on, we halt the satellite setting up process. There is a mountain in the way. There is no way around the mountain with a satellite. We are screwed and not in the fun loving kind of way either.
At this point we have to decide what to do. Usually when we decide where to go we choose a few different options “just in case” but since we’ve never had a problem we took it for granted and didn’t plan any options. LOL YIKES!!
If this was a weekend it would be no problem. Since it was a Tuesday we HAD to get somewhere to have internet so JoeJoe could log in to school. Knowing there wasn’t much else in the direct area we decided to head back towards Boise and continue on in the direction we are headed any way. It’s now about 6:00pm and we need to get a move on in order to make it to another spot before dark.
We drive back to Boise, stop to grab some food for the road, cuss a bit, huff and puff a bit, get over it, suck it up and move on!
So now we are settled into the drive again and we expect a couple to a few more hours on the road. Our destination is Cascade Lake in Cascade Idaho. After a few hours of driving we pull into a spot on the lake as it’s getting dark and late.
At this point it has been 14 hours on the road and we are beat, tired, exhausted, seeing double and in a hurry to setup. I jump out of the car and take JoeJoe to the trailer to get him ready for bed. I grab the dogs and drag them with me. As we are in the trailer bustling around determining the minimum required to set up for the night leaving the rest for the morning, Chris is outside attempting to level the trailer which is on a not so level at all spot. Just as JoeJoe is getting into his bed KABOOM, SLAM dogs freak out, me yelping and JoeJoe saying “what the heck was that?” The trailer slammed down hard. Chris runs around asking if we’re okay. I ask what in the world that was, as it felt like we fell off a cliff and were about to roll down the hill. Chris explained that the trailer fell off the levelers and he’s fixing it now. Usually I am out pointing and guiding him pulling the trailer on the levelers but this time it was dark, we were tired and JoeJoe needed to get to bed so he was out doing it and we were inside. We are generally never inside until the trailer is settled.
By the time we get everything settled, leveled (well sort of) and in decent enough shape to call it a night it is late. After Chris stops and takes a breather. Scary for him as he was under the trailer when it fell off the levelers. Holy Charleston chew that’s scary!!!! So Chris comes inside and opens the fridge to get something cold and SLAM out falls a beer and splatters! As he grabs it and gets ready to throw it in the sink I say “WAIT!! I’ll take that. No need to waste a perfectly good beer after a long, rough day” So I drank the beer and fell into bed exhausted right next to Honey!!
Lessons learned: never go in the trailer before it’s settled. Never drive 14 hours again on the trip. Don’t take for granted that every spot will work out without hassle. The most important lesson – No matter what after a long hard day even a fuzzy beer that’s been dropped and spewed on the ground STILL hits the spot!