I have a weight distribution hitch that helps with towing. My truck still feels under powered though so I’ll be working on convincing Mrs Nacho to upgrade.
All that said, we took her (the trailer, not Mrs Nacho) out on first camping trip today. I’m just now sitting down to drink a beer after we arrived about 2 hours ago.
We’re on the Kentucky River about an hour from Lexington and Kroger Field (#myCats). Nice campground. I think a lot of the folks here would love the Tug and voted for Trump.
One of the first things I noticed driving in was one of @89ute’s sister wives sister and husband are also here.
You should go up to them and yell "Go Ducks!
And cause potential trauma? No way. I’m too classy for that.
Our first camping trip is complete. One of the most interesting things about being in an RV is emptying your tanks before leaving a campsite. There’s something special about opening the valve and watching 3 days of piss and shit go through the tube into the septic tank.
If you live were I live in the Columbia Gorge, you are going to want anything bigger than a half-ton. The half ton has the capacity and power, to pull it, but the wind and sway on a half ton vs 2500 is way different...
A couple of months ago i pulled some friends' 29' Terri trailer down the gorge from the Dalles to Stevenson with my half ton Ram. It wasn't a good idea. They had some heavy shit in the back that I think made it worse, but I didn't feel at all in control of it going over 40. I was just glad I elected to come down 14 rather than trying the freeway. It was a long, slow slog with a lot of pulling over to let people pass.
Well thanks for giving me a call and stopping by. Dick
Know where to get the coldest beer along SR 14? Meet there next time.
Our first camping trip is complete. One of the most interesting things about being in an RV is emptying your tanks before leaving a campsite. There’s something special about opening the valve and watching 3 days of piss and shit go through the tube into the septic tank.
We always pooped at the campsite bathrooms. Showered there to mostly.
If you live were I live in the Columbia Gorge, you are going to want anything bigger than a half-ton. The half ton has the capacity and power, to pull it, but the wind and sway on a half ton vs 2500 is way different...
A couple of months ago i pulled some friends' 29' Terri trailer down the gorge from the Dalles to Stevenson with my half ton Ram. It wasn't a good idea. They had some heavy shit in the back that I think made it worse, but I didn't feel at all in control of it going over 40. I was just glad I elected to come down 14 rather than trying the freeway. It was a long, slow slog with a lot of pulling over to let people pass.
Well thanks for giving me a call and stopping by. Dick
Know where to get the coldest beer along SR 14? Meet there next time.
Our first camping trip is complete. One of the most interesting things about being in an RV is emptying your tanks before leaving a campsite. There’s something special about opening the valve and watching 3 days of piss and shit go through the tube into the septic tank.
The Mrs. won't get near the emptying of the tanks, we have the extra hose for flushing out the black tank which helps. Mrs: what is taking so long Me: I think there is a Mr. Potato Head stuck in there - have you been constipated? Mrs.:Here's that beer you wanted Me: 'ducked quickly'
Our first camping trip is complete. One of the most interesting things about being in an RV is emptying your tanks before leaving a campsite. There’s something special about opening the valve and watching 3 days of piss and shit go through the tube into the septic tank.
We always pooped at the campsite bathrooms. Showered there to mostly.
Do I look like I have the stamina to make it to the camp bathroom?
Wood chopping story tim. I brought my hatchet and Fiskars Destroyer hammer with me to cut some of the fire wood from the campground. I left my wood grenade at home.
Everything is going going great on the first day and I’m happily splitting some wood. I’m almost done when I pick up one more piece and it’s got some gnarly knots in it. I put it back down after seeing the knots but then pick it up again because I’m a stubborn mother fucker according to Mrs Nacho who was sitting there watching.
I take a swing with the hatchet and it sticks but doesn’t go very deep (most of us can relate). I pick up the Destroyer and start pounding. After the 3rd strike, I realized my mistake. The hatchet is fucking stuck. I try using the Destroyer to knock the hatchet loose but nothing works. Mrs Nacho laughs at me and says now what?
I have a plan. I forgot some things at home and was driving back the next morning so the wood, looking like the stone in the King Arthur story but with a hatchet, goes in the truck.
Drive home the next day and I spent 15 minutes trying to get that hatchet unstuck. I start with the wood grenade. There was a little movement but not much. I move to my full size Fiskars and think I’m going get it but nope. Finally had to pull my reciprocating saw and cut from the side until the hatchet fell out.
The wood, still mostly in one piece, the hatchet, the Destroyer, and the wood grenade all went in the back of the truck and back to the campsite.
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Mrs: what is taking so long
Me: I think there is a Mr. Potato Head stuck in there - have you been constipated?
Mrs.:Here's that beer you wanted
Me: 'ducked quickly'
Everything is going going great on the first day and I’m happily splitting some wood. I’m almost done when I pick up one more piece and it’s got some gnarly knots in it. I put it back down after seeing the knots but then pick it up again because I’m a stubborn mother fucker according to Mrs Nacho who was sitting there watching.
I take a swing with the hatchet and it sticks but doesn’t go very deep (most of us can relate). I pick up the Destroyer and start pounding. After the 3rd strike, I realized my mistake. The hatchet is fucking stuck. I try using the Destroyer to knock the hatchet loose but nothing works. Mrs Nacho laughs at me and says now what?
I have a plan. I forgot some things at home and was driving back the next morning so the wood, looking like the stone in the King Arthur story but with a hatchet, goes in the truck.
Drive home the next day and I spent 15 minutes trying to get that hatchet unstuck. I start with the wood grenade. There was a little movement but not much. I move to my full size Fiskars and think I’m going get it but nope. Finally had to pull my reciprocating saw and cut from the side until the hatchet fell out.
The wood, still mostly in one piece, the hatchet, the Destroyer, and the wood grenade all went in the back of the truck and back to the campsite.