Dad said a bad word

April 3, 2023

Hidden Hollow Resort site A1

Cottonwood, Al

Momma said she has never heard that bad word come out of Dad's mouth before.  I guess he was a tad upset??

Let me go back to the beginning of the day.  It was travel day so all 11 rigs were getting ready for a wet ride.  Even Momma heard the thunder between 4 and 5 am....without her hearing aids.  By the time everyone was hitching up and warming up their engines, the rain had stopped.  Well, for the most part.  There was one unexpected short burst that caught a few unprepared.  Momma and Dad lucked out on that one.  They just had their hand on the door latch when the sudden heavy burst of rain came down so they waited.  After a few minutes, it was safe to venture out without dancing in the raindrops.

The sun looked like it was trying to peek thru the clouds but the further we traveled, the gloomier it got and the light off and on rain began.  Actually, the water from the roads being kicked up by the traffic was worse than the actual sprinkle.

All things considered, everything was going along rather smoothly being able to find a nice, convenient 'get in and get out' with ease fuel stop until.....

Eight miles to go and the cars were stopped for a light that had just turned green as we approached.  The cars didn't immediately take off so Dad applied the brakes.  I heard Momma say, 'You're going to hit him" and we kept right on sliding, and sliding, and sliding in slow motion....and Momma even helped by pushing on her imaginary brake but alas, we slid right into a white Totoya Highlander and kissed its bumper.  And that's when Dad said the bad word.

See that black mark just above his bumper line?

The metal ring on our truck connected with his car.

So a police report was completed and insurance companies were contacted.

The Ram now has a lisp and a bit of a crooked grin.

Wet roads can certainly be a challenge and cause unexpected experiences.   At least this experience didn't involve deployed air bags or towed vehicles.  Just a bit of a cosmetic repair called for.

Unfortunately, we weren't the only ones with a wet roads experience.  Dale and Debby had pulled off for a rest stop in a large lot and they drove thru what appeared to be a wet puddle in the road.  They discovered it was actually a DEEP hole that didn't agree with their tow bar.  Did I mention that it was a brand new towbar that they had just purchased at the rally in Perry a couple of weeks ago?   Now it is a bent tow bar

New challenges ahead.  They can still tow, but hooking up will demand patience, for sure, as that rod no longer slides back into the black covering.  The car will have to be in a precise location to attach the rod.

This rest of the day went without incident with a delightful happy hour gathering.  Then dinner on our own with some enjoying meat from the grill before gathering for shared deserts.

A group of 6 decided to enjoy a game of Mexican Train.  I have to say, the office staff are much more accommodating this year as they have tables set up for playing games off the lounge area in their main building.  Last year, when we had inquired, they had nothing to offer us.

Another group of campers from Illinois were enjoying a boisterous game they called 'Clear the Deck'.  Upon analysis, we discovered that we play the same game but know it as "Swoop"...as we swoop the cards off the table.   What a disappointment.  Momma and Aunt Carol had visions of learning a brand new game.

Our travel day was a bit longer than we are used to so I'm sure everyone will sleep well when they turn in.  Not everyone got to nap like I did...... 'on the road again'. 

I'm Chloe