Sunday, March 24, 2013

Finally out of Texas -- Barely

After spending three months in Port Aransas with too many north winds blowing and messing up the fishing, it felt nice to get into San Antonio for a week to visit my cousin Shirley and enjoy the warm weather there too.  Nice to have the chance to see her daughter Tina and Marty's house one evening and enjoy the last of my Red Snappers from their grille (way more efficient than my little travelling grille so the bacon wraps were a little overdone -- by me).

Left San Antonio Saturday morning and headed out I-10 for Fort Stockton, Texas thinking to stop there one night and then on to Deming, New Mexico for a second stop before getting on to Phoenix.  It took about 4-1/2 hours to get into Fort Stockton and just before I exited per my TomTom direction for an RV park in town, I passed the Fort Stockton RV Park on the easent end of town -- had its own Mesquite BBQ Restaurant on the site.  It had to be the best of the four parks in the town.

The two in town (A and M Camper and Mobile Home Park and Comanche Land RV Park) didn't have good pull-thru spaces for my big rig and rather than back tracking to the east end of town, I headed to the west end of town in search of Hilltop RV Park -- hoping it would have a space available.  After ending up on the frontage road on the opposite side of I-10, I finally doubled back on the frontage road on the correct side and settled in to a nice pull-thru where I could leave my Jeep attached to the RV -- and watch the sunset into the cloudy, dusty skies of Texas.

When I pulled in at Hilltop, I shut the front door of the RV to keep Tiger from escaping while I got checked in at the office but, when I came out to get back into the RV, the door handle wouldn't open the door (still doesn't).  So, I had to get the young guy to bring me a ladder and I climbed in through the driver's side window -- luckily I left it unlatched and slid it open.  I squirted WD40 into the mechanism later and oiled it but, there seems to be a disconnect between the outside handle and the latch which I need to work on.

When I woke up this morning in Fort Stockton, it was 29 degrees outside and that told me to get back on the road and find a warmer place to work on that latch.  I headed out by 9:30 and four hours later my toes finally felt warm when I passed through El Paso -- finally getting out of Texas.  After making the turn to the west from El Paso on I-10, I felt relieved and much warmer as I crossed into New Mexico and had my sights on Deming for the evening.  However, sixty miles short of Deming, as I tried to pass a truck, a noise erupted from the right side of the RV and one of the topper awnings (over the sliders) broke away and dropped down the side of the Winnebago.

Luckily, I slowed down and pulled over at the nearby exit and gave a cursory glance at the problem awning.  Fortunately, there was an RV park nearby per some helpful folks at a car dealership near the exit.  So, I slowly limped into the Siesta RV Park here in Las Cruces, New Mexico -- just a short distance away from an RV Dealership and service center with parts.

Not quite as windy here and the skies don't appear to be as heavily laden with all the dust like in Texas.  Now, if it's just a little warmer here tonight and tomorrow morning and the RV Repair guy (Richard) shows up too.  Sure glad this didn't happen out in the middle of the Texas desert.



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