Day 18: Interstate Tour 2018
Coshocton Dulcimer Days is always a ton of fun, though it seemed to go by quicker this time, probably due to missing out on the pre-festival eats at Yucatán as well as missing the first part of the afternoon session on Friday. Still, a lot of good times were packed in.
A small storm swooped out of the north and I quickly hopped into Imua and headed over to Speedy B’s car wash (one of the rare few coin-ops where Imua will make the clearance) for a long-overdue motorhome-scrubbing. Then, it was onto Canton, Ohio, where I planned to settle in and do some video editing, get an oil change and go see Incredibles 2. The Walmart Resort: Canton was conveniently located next to a Cinemark XD theater. Don’t think I’ve even seen that before; brilliant!
I needed to shoot a Mailbag Monday segment, so I put out the slide to make room, chilled down the coach (temperatures have been in the low 90’s) and then turned off the a/c and generator and began shooting the segment. Somewhere in the middle of all that, I heard a noise that I also felt like someone had just touched the camper. I walked outside and around Imua, half-expecting someone to be lurking around each of her four corners. Now, the awning that covers the slide-out when it’s extended has a bit of a rip in it that I’ve known about. Figured I’d have it looked at when I go have Imua’s plumbing worked on in July. Upon seeing the flapping end piece, I realized that it would have to be sooner than that. The wind must’ve caught it and helped it to separate from the spool, and with tears beginning to do the same all along the material, it wouldn’t be long before it would just rip right down the length of the awning.
I went back inside, finished shooting, brought the slide-out back in and did some quick research on the subject of slide-out awnings and repair/replacement. I knew of a Camping World nearby, so I could just pick up some repair tape tomorrow. No prob.
Incredibles 2 was fun, but I got all my feels from the short film, Bao, that proceeded it.
Interesting seeing these two films on Father’s Day, which is always a day of reflection for me. My dad’s been dead for 27 years, yet I feel more connected to him now. He never realized his dreams but that’s because he gave up on them. I understand why, but I didn’t have to follow his example. And with no evident road map to follow, it’s been a lot like Jeffy’s circuitous dotted-line walks in Family Circus, somehow always arriving home.
Even if it’s in a Walmart parking lot.