All jacked up

Wind is a way of life on this high spot in Kansas. A mile off the main road we saw the historic Beaumont Hotel which has been around since cattle drives and passengers justified 6 trains a day through this prairie.

A little before sundown we parked on a dead end stretch of old road (arc you see North of Beaumont) and put the RV up on its hydraulic/electric jacks. To level it and also stabilize it in the gusts.

This morning I sat out in a lawn chair in the 30 knot breeze and thought and journaled a little. Michele headed out for a walk and that motivated me to have a work out. I ran to town and came back right down the grass strip ( North-South on the East of town)

After cooling down and cleaning up, I was ready to get the show on the road. When I pushed the button for the jacks to RETRACT ALL it did NOTHING.

For the next hour while I pulled fuses, wiggled wires, and tried the switch 37 times, we were all jacked up and not going anywhere. It seemed we were destined to spend the holiday weekend East of Wichita. (big sigh and mumbling)

One wiggle must have worked. On try 38 the coach dropped down on the tires and pulled the jacks up as advertised There was great celebration.

On the road again.