Day 13 part 2
Since we were going through town anyway on our journey eastward, we drove through Hood River to have Lew look at a couple things on our rig before we went on our way. The main thing being, that our fridge kept turning itself off for no reason. This was making it real difficult to keep our beer cold. Plus, we did have to throw out a bunch of food too, and it was starting to tick me off.
Lew didn’t find anything wrong with the fridge other than that, for some reason it was not switching properly between 12v and 110v. We would have to try to find an Airstream dealer somewhere on the road that would take a look at it.
After meeting with Lew, we did the almost unthinkable…we stopped at McDonald’s for lunch.
Besides the bizarre stuff that fast food restaurants try to pass off as real food, I was struck by another bizarre thing. Southern accents. Why, or how, is it that folks who don’t live anywhere near the southern part of the country, end up with southern accents? I decided it was just one of those unexplainable phenomenon…like on the X-Files.
Skeeter Lake, Idaho
Our travels this day, ended outside of Nampa, Idaho. There is an Airstream dealer in Nampa, and we planned to go there the next day to have them look at our fridge. We spent the night at the campground at Farewell Bend Recreation Area. It was a decent campground, with a pretty view of the lake below.
It was also the sight of the nastiest, biggest mosquitos I’ve ever seen in my life. Those SOB’s were biting me right through the legs of my pants. By the next morning, I had huge skeeter bite welts on my legs.
We hi-tailed it the hell out of there first thing in the morning. Didn’t even walk the dogs. Just got the heck out of there, and didn’t stop until we felt we were safe!
I nicknamed that place Skeeter Lake. Mark knows exactly where I’m talking about when I mention that name. And we both vowed never to return!