We are now at DEFcon one
Look at us. After two years at home, we’ve decided to get away for a little bit. We packed, using our crib sheets and decades of practice, and I think we remembered the essentials. It still takes time to actually put the rig on the road, but we were down to the bridge before noon.
In line to pay our exit tax, even, when the lad in the next vehicle blew his car horn and rolled down his window for a confab. “Too high to travel”… I wasn’t going to question his level of intoxication, but he was actually referring to the wind speed. At certain points, they disallow high sided rigs on the bridge, and so there we were. Stuck in the wind and rain.
The timing was good, because we had just had our first DEF alarm, with a warning that we were limited to ten more starts. I bought a box of urea, and filled the reservoir to the top. We didn’t test our luck any further; we’ll see in the morning if we get another alert. At about that time, the bridge reopened, and we were off to find our next campground.
For those with a sense of Maritime geography, we’re staying at the ‘Guac for a few nights. My first visit, and I immediately felt like I was on familiar territory. National Parks use the same facility plan, and so the main office and the staff compound and the… OK, everything looks the same.
This is our first test of the solar generator, as well, and the full supper was prepared on a battery powered convection stove. It worked wonderfully, and I’ll worry about recharging things tomorrow.
