I’m sure we’ve all been through this.
We’re having a great day rolling down ( or maybe it was rolling up) the highway, the road is smooth, the traffic is light, the sun in shining and life is good. We pull into a rest area for lunch when all of a sudden Marilyn says “What’s that smell?” I’m thinking it smells like burning wires or maybe an electric motor but at a time like this we need to keep cool so I answer “What smell?”
We shut everything off and have a we have a quick look around. We can definitely smell something burning but can’t see any smoke.
I dig further, opening every cupboard and compartment door, I look and I sniff. Next cupboard, then look and sniff. I’m sniffing so hard my nostrils are enlarging, my face becoming gorilla like, but soldier that I am, I sniff on.
No smells inside, so I move outside, opening every basement compartment, still looking and sniffing pushing my head far into every cubicle. Still nothing. By now my brain is in overdrive; In my mind we’ve had a severe short in our electrical system and have burned out all the thousands of feet of wiring in our coach. all repairable, but we will stuck in this rest area for weeks, maybe months, and it will cost us kazillions.
We leave it alone for a bit, the smell goes away. We start the coach and the smell returns. I think I can hear a motor like the water pump whirring away.
After a while the whirring stops, the smell begins to dissipate. What ever was burning has burned out. We carefully test all the systems, everything is still working. Everything, that is, until we get to the electric step cover. It won’t move. We’ve found the problem, but it’s really minor and can wait until we get home.
I tried so hard to stay cool, but I haven’t mastered handling stress yet.
We’re back on the road, the sun is shining even brighter, the wide road smoother and we have the highway all to ourselves. Isn’t this a great life we live?
“Beauty is and always will be blue skies and open highway.” -Dave Hickey