Day Twenty-five - June 4th

Things That Go Bump in the Night

Our day began this morning at 3:30 a.m. with a significant thump and bump to the fifth-wheel. This particular event awakened both Kathy and I and we were somewhat anxious about the possible causes. My sleepy mind ran through a retinue of possibilities. 1. We blew a tire. 2. The weight of the trailer cracked one of leveling blocks. 3. The chain positioner popped on the kingpin support tripod. 4. One of the air cells blew in our Sleep Number Bed. 5. The water heater blew up.

Being too sleepy to get up and investigate at this hour, and in the dark, I relapsed to my former unconscious state upon the thought that I would check it out later in the morning. Arising about 7:30 a.m. I dressed and proceeded to investigate our situation. I checked all the possibilities and found nothing. Yeah, zip. Nada. Zero. I guess we now have a mystery on our hands.

Today we drove into Hilton, NY for a funeral viewing for Jan Lloyd’s father, Nelson Hare. We are sorry to see them for the first time, this visit, under this circumstance but glad that we can be with them. Afterward we found a local Charbroil house, and being Friday, we had fish fry.

On the return trip to Le Roy we stopped in Brockport at the Super Wal-mart which turned out okay for Kathy but was not so super for me. I was thinking I might purchase the trailer tire we require and have it mounted but, true to Wal-mart form, no one would wait on me. I found the tire myself on the stock racks but waited better than ten minutes at the counter for someone to appear, which they never did.

On the way out of Brockport we spotted a Dunn Tire Store and checked there. Two very polite gentlemen, in shirt and tie I might add, were eager and willing to assist me. The tire will be in on Monday and for less than Wal-mart's “low price”.

Both of us, now, are feeling very bloated from our fish fry earlier this afternoon and we have forgone our evening repast. We will sit around and bloat until bedtime, and then we will bloat in the reclined position. Hopefully, we shall un-bloat before tomorrow morning.