As we approached Brunswick, Georgia, our transmission once again developed hiccups. This is usually a precursor to the loss of our turbo. Today the turbo kept working but the incidence of hiccups is increasing. One of these days we are going to wind up in an automobile repair shop again. Hopefully, this time the system will generate a code that lets them fix whatever is going wrong.
We are camping at Blythe Regional Park for five nights. There’s so much to see and do around here. Plus we need to do housekeeping chores like laundry again and catch up with this blog. Plus we like to stay parked for the weekends since camping spots are getting harder to come by as part-timers decide camping season is here again.
The former Hamilton Plantation on Saint Simons Island is now Epworth by the Sea, an historic site for the Methodist Church. Located near there are two tabby slave cabins that are supposedly open on Wednesdays from 10 to 1. We rearranged our stops to be there during that time but they were not open. I would like to see what furnishings they had in these cabins but that doesn’t appear to be going to happen.
We bought grocereis at Winn-Dixie. I know there’s a story about a girl growing up at Winn-Dixie or some such thing but I don’t know the details of it.
More transmission hiccups.
We finally succeeded in buying my replacement cane tips. Rainbow Drug did indeed have them. They don’t anymore, though, as we bought their entire supply. Which was only enough to replace my three and have one spare.
And we finally got the oil for our engine. Dave was not happy with me because I pressured him to go into a Dodge dealer that doesn’t sell Sprinters. He figured they wouldn’t have the oil we need since they don’t service vehicles with our type of engine. I figured we had better odds there than at all the auto parts stores we’ve been trying with no luck. I won.
So now I’m sitting here in the park writing blogs and Dave is over at the main building doing laundry. This is not a vacation we are on here.