This is never a good sign. Bob went to start the Explorer this morning and all he heard was a couple of unhealthy sounds. He thought it was the battery (only 18 months old). Since we are parked in front of the coach, we can’t use the coach to get a jump, so Bob saw the RVer next door, asked him and soon he was pulled up in front of the Explorer.
He was quite willing, but not so able. At this point another RVer came by for a garbage run and came up with the perfect solution, use his portable jump starter. Soon I hear the Explorer burst with life. All the fellows had smiles, lots of arms waving. A good time was being had by all!
Now, guess what Bob wants – a portable jump starter. So off the Napa we went. We are now the proud owners of a Proseries DSR Jump Starter/DC Power Source. Now picture this, he leaves me in the car, running as we didn’t want to turn it off just in case it would not start again, while he goes in and does his shopping.
Then back to the coach, to charge the Jump Starter, so we will be ready. By the time we made it back the Explorer did start when it was turned off.
Knowing the Explorer restarted we resumed our drive to Johnson City, which is about 30 miles east of Fredericksburg.
LBJ’s boyhood home is in Johnson City.
All the stocking were hung by the chimney with care at his home.
This longhorn didn’t want me any closer than I was, that’s fine with me!
A windmill decked out for the holidays.
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