Now that were on the campsite pad, it was time to
setup our travel trailer for use for the very first time.
Bulldog Man makes sure the trailer is totally level,
chocked, water setup, the electric accessed, and pop outs are completely out.
Then it was time to unload the truck of all the items
needed inside our trailer. Boxes of
dishes, pots, pans, silverware, cups, glasses, and all paper products. We pulled out our travel bags loaded with
clothes, personal belongs, bed and towel linens, a cooler with food, and a
notebook which contained the documentation of instructions and warranty
information for things like the stove, oven, heater, and fireplace.
Everything was ready to enjoy an extended weekend at
the state park in our new trailer.
We unloaded all the items that we wanted to hang
inside the trailer. We hung some pictures,
and threw out all the paper protecting the pictures. Granted, we had additional pictures to hang,
and we were going to hang the rest the next day.
It was about 6:15PM and everyone was hungry for
dinner. I started cooking inside the
trailer since it was already getting dark outside. We ate dinner, took a long walk through the
woods with our dog, Beans.
We returned to the trailer, and I started to wash
dishes. Bulldog Man reminded me that sharp
knives were inside the sink of soapy water, and to be careful because they were
sharp. I acknowledge what he said, was
very careful with every knife except one.
I didn’t see it in the soapy water, and slid my fingers through the
water and directly into a blade of a large cutting knife. Ouch!!!!
My finger began bleeding; good thing we were carrying a first aid kit. Bulldog Man took care of my bleeding finger,
cleaned it, added antiseptic, and a band aid to stop the bleeding (no pictures taken
of this incident, we didn’t want to gross y’all out).
Later that evening, I’m in the trailer getting ready
for bed. I start to wash my face, and
brush my teeth, and I notice water inside the shower coming up from the shower
drain and on the floor. I holler for
Bulldog Man, he comes running, and I ask him if he had turned the water on in
the trailer or spilt water. He didn’t, we
both were wondering what was going on.
Bulldog Man checked the panel which displays all the water tanks
(drinking, grey, and black water). All
tanks indicate the water levels were completely full.
What the heck??
We’ve only had water running to fill ½ a sink in the kitchen in order to
wash dishes. Something wasn’t right! Come to find out, the day we picked up the
trailer at the dealership, their maintenance staff filled all the water tanks (to
test them) and the tanks were never drained after testing; we had no idea. This caused both of us to walk up to the state
park’s bath house, and take our showers there, and use the bathroom facility
the entire trip.
Day 2, the sunrises nicely, and it’s supposed to be
another beautiful day, with no rain. We finish putting up pictures, when I start to
realize my hand made dream catcher from Arizona was nowhere to be found. Oh no, did I mistakenly throw it out with all
the loose paper?
I panicked, grabbed the broom and had Bulldog Man
come and help me dumpster dive for our garbage.
We ended up at the garbage container at the back side of the park, digging
through everyone’s trash bags to find our garbage bags to make sure we didn’t
mistakenly throw out the dream catcher (an expensive gift from my husband). While
digging, we realized we need a hook-type device with a long pole, because we
weren’t going to dive completely into the trash dumpster. As I continue checking the trash with my
broom, Bulldog Man goes back to the trailer to create a hook-type device, to
help pull/move garbage bags. While in
the trailer, he’s digging in our closet, when he comes across a bag, not yet
gone through. Guess what was inside the bag…………………………………….
The dream catcher.
It wasn’t tossed out by accident……Bulldog Man walks down to the dumpster
where I’m pulling out garbage bags, swinging the dream catcher and
singing. Minutes after tossing back all the bags I
searched through, the Game Warden and Sheriff come upon us walking back to the
trailer. They were investigating a 911 call of a person looting through the
garbage in the park. My husband and I
turned to each other and laughed, the Game Warden and Sheriff looked at us as
if we were crazy……and then I confessed. They
shook their heads, laughed, realized the 911 call was nothing, and continued on
their way.
Day 3, the inside of our trailer was extremely cold. The night before, we opened all the windows, went
to bed and woke to the cold; 42 degrees outside. We turned on the heater; warm air starts to
blow….heating up the trailer nicely. I
crawled back into bed when all of a sudden this loud alarm goes off. Bulldog Man and I both jumped out of bed
nearly falling over one another to find what was going on. Come to find out there was no fire. The heater blew particles in the air (first
time ever running the heater), the particles set off the alarm.
The moral of this story, check everything while you’re
close to home when you purchase an RV before using it on long trips.
We’ve fixed, found, and drained everything necessary
in our trailer, we’re ready for our next trip.
Now stop laughing!!!
