Well, our month in San Diego County has come to an end and we are rolling Rover home. Jim is driving the rig and I am following in our car because we haven’t graduated to towing yet. This picture was taken on northbound I-15 near Temecula.
We dropped Rover off at the dealer to have a few new-coach things fixed. Like the door sticks and is hard to open, but sometimes comes open by itself. We woke up twice to find the door wide open even though it was locked and we were sure we shut it. That’s not good.
We had a great time in San Diego, we enjoyed my old hometown a lot, and if we don’t take Rover up the coast to Oregon next summer we’ll go back. I like Rover, but I have to say this, four weeks at a stretch was one week too many. I started getting antsy and missing my house. And whoever said I’d marvel at how big my house was when I got home was right.
After we take care of some things here—laundry, doctor, haircuts, etc., we roll to the central coast to visit friends and neighbors, have a few beach parties, go to favorite restaurants, taste some central coast wines, PLAY SOME GOLF, and enjoy the cool beach weather.