What a weekend!
I live on a farm. Not a big farm, but a family farm that raises meat for us, a few people at work and we have some chickens for eggs. With my back problems last year, we had to sell off all the girl sheep we had since I couldn't do the work of keeping them over the Winter. Now that I'm feeling better, we have started to put the farm back together. Step one was get some sheep back.
I had a plan for the weekend. The plan was to have the truck loaded with the boy and myself, the neighbor's trailer on the back and head out at 0600 to arrive in Moab by 0900, load the trailer with our new flock of Navajo-Churro sheep by 1000 and be back by 1300.
It was a good plan. A plan rooted in reality. A workable plan.
Right up until the harsh fist of reality hit!
I slept in. Didn't hit the road until 0630. Not a tremendously bad thing, but we were a touch late out the door. The boy was a great traveling companion. Took a nap and we talked for a while all the way up there. We arrived around 1000, knocked on the door, spoke with Jan, moved the truck and trailer over to the first pen that had the two boys we were buying in it, turned the truck off, loaded the boys and.........the truck wouldn't start.
*SIGH*
After playing with it for a while, I called my mechanic. He gave me some good pointers, but by 1315 he was fresh out of ideas, so he hopped in his truck in Mona, loaded the family and drove to Moab to save us. About 230 miles he traveled in the truck to fetch my boy and I. When he got there around 1800, he played with the truck some, determined it to be a lost cause, so we unhooked the trailer, pulled the truck out of the way and hooked the trailer to his rig. Loaded up the girls and babies and hauled back to Benjamin. We finally got home about 2300 Saturday night. I had a couple of things to get ready and print out for church, so I did that, reported to my wife and crashed. Up again at 0600 to get to church, took care of all of that, back home by noon. My mechanic called me, drove here, we then picked up a car dolly from Springville, a spare part from Mapleton and back to Moab.
*UGH* The drive is loooooooooong
Truck starts right up in Moab. Yep, par for the course. Start driving home and it dies about 50 miles down the road. Load up on the dolly and he hauls me to the shop in Mapleton, then takes me home. About 2200 tonight, so we're ahead of the curve. Dentist appointment at 0700 Monday, so I shovel in dinner and crash for my Monday.
Thankfully, my Jeep was willing to run today, so at least I can get around, but wow what a weekend! I had planned on an hour in Moab and instead spent the better part of two days around there! Still it could have been worse. I had some good time talking with my son and with my friend the mechanic. I just want my vehicles to both work for a couple of months in a row!
I had a plan for the weekend. The plan was to have the truck loaded with the boy and myself, the neighbor's trailer on the back and head out at 0600 to arrive in Moab by 0900, load the trailer with our new flock of Navajo-Churro sheep by 1000 and be back by 1300.
It was a good plan. A plan rooted in reality. A workable plan.
Right up until the harsh fist of reality hit!
I slept in. Didn't hit the road until 0630. Not a tremendously bad thing, but we were a touch late out the door. The boy was a great traveling companion. Took a nap and we talked for a while all the way up there. We arrived around 1000, knocked on the door, spoke with Jan, moved the truck and trailer over to the first pen that had the two boys we were buying in it, turned the truck off, loaded the boys and.........the truck wouldn't start.
*SIGH*
After playing with it for a while, I called my mechanic. He gave me some good pointers, but by 1315 he was fresh out of ideas, so he hopped in his truck in Mona, loaded the family and drove to Moab to save us. About 230 miles he traveled in the truck to fetch my boy and I. When he got there around 1800, he played with the truck some, determined it to be a lost cause, so we unhooked the trailer, pulled the truck out of the way and hooked the trailer to his rig. Loaded up the girls and babies and hauled back to Benjamin. We finally got home about 2300 Saturday night. I had a couple of things to get ready and print out for church, so I did that, reported to my wife and crashed. Up again at 0600 to get to church, took care of all of that, back home by noon. My mechanic called me, drove here, we then picked up a car dolly from Springville, a spare part from Mapleton and back to Moab.
*UGH* The drive is loooooooooong
Truck starts right up in Moab. Yep, par for the course. Start driving home and it dies about 50 miles down the road. Load up on the dolly and he hauls me to the shop in Mapleton, then takes me home. About 2200 tonight, so we're ahead of the curve. Dentist appointment at 0700 Monday, so I shovel in dinner and crash for my Monday.
Thankfully, my Jeep was willing to run today, so at least I can get around, but wow what a weekend! I had planned on an hour in Moab and instead spent the better part of two days around there! Still it could have been worse. I had some good time talking with my son and with my friend the mechanic. I just want my vehicles to both work for a couple of months in a row!
posted by Pastor Tom at 10:50 PM
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