So we left the Fort, heading home Sunday morning. We had a wonderful time, until things started snowballing...
Stopped for fuel in Ocala before heading north on I-75, back to east Tennessee. Left there and made our way up I-75 to a rest area in northern Florida. That's when I saw what appeared to be a garbage bag stuck to the passenger side of the 5er, in front of the bedroom window. Turns out, about 4' of the Filon blew off the side of the camper!
We stopped in Forsythe, GA for the night. The next morning, we pulled out and headed home. After passing thru Chattanooga, I started the climb up the mountain between Chattanooga and Cleveland. The service engine soon light came on, and I lost all power. Shut the truck off and restarted it, and all was well. For a minute. It did that 3 more times. As soon as it shifted, it would lose power. I limped into a gas station in Cleveland, where I hit the cab of the truck with the camper, and called a diesel mechanic buddy of mine. A few wiggles of a wiring harness later, and I was back on the road.
Luckily, the next two hours were uneventful, and we made it home. Then, while backing the camper in the ridiculously tight, and now muddy hole after the historic rainfall in East Tennessee, I backed the camper into an old, unused septic tank that nobody knew existed. Luckily, it didn't drop in, though it did cave the top of the tank in.
Fun times...
Oh! 221 Days until I'm back at the Fort!