International Rally, Days Five and Six
We have to remember that we aren't just attending a rally, we're full-timing. So pacing is important: we shouldn't eat out every night, and we need to take downtime and do the normal things in life once in a while. For us, this meant running a few errands on Saturday and doing a bit of work in the afternoon. Then, we were off to the pool in the vintage 3-amp section for a late-day cool-down before dinner.
On Saturday night Eleanor and Emma broke away long enough to see the "Teen Queen" Pageant that is a staple of WBCCI International Rallies. It's quite a show, I've heard. I've never managed to get myself over to see it in the past two Internationals we've attended. Emma likes it because the girls wear crowns (so they are all "princesses"). I stayed home to plan for the next few days of travel.
Last night, while rolling up the awning, something on the support arm got jammed and a cast metal hook on the support arm fractured into several pieces. I'll be contacting Zip-Dee Customer Service for a new one, on Tuesday. From what I've heard from people around here, this is a common occurrence. The fix is easy, once the part is located. And now I know what to do to avoid this happening again -- a simple matter of procedure.
Today I had to face the reality that doing dishes and taking showers means a full gray (er, "wash water") tank, and the heroic guys from the Sanitation Committee aren't coming back. We had bought a blue boy for this circumstance, and finally I had the chance to test it. This blue tank, when full, weighed about 120 lbs so I could not lift it into the truck. It is designed to be towed behind the truck, albeit at a walking pace. Unfortunately the dump station was nearly a mile away near the Vintage 3-amp section, over some extremely bumpy dirt roads and so the errand took nearly half an hour to complete. Ah, the romantic side of rallying...
The rest of the day disappeared between interviews for future magazine articles and the Flea Market. Finally, a group of 9 of us ventured out to the famous "Lambert's Cafe" for "throwed rolls" (they really do chuck them at you) and a country dinner that was staggeringly huge and darned good, for about $10 each.
We are still constantly running into people who want to see Vintage Thunder. We ran out of "I Saw Vintage Thunder" pins this evening. I expect several more tours tomorrow -- our last day here. I'm letting people know that Vintage Thunder will be for sale this October.
At this point our plan is to head east slowly, stopping at Mammoth Cave National Park, courtesy parking in Virginia, Connecticut, and Massachusetts, and then joining up with some friends for camping. It should be a nice and varied change from a week of rallying, although we've had fun here in Springfield.