Gone for Good, or Temporarily Missing?

So much for keeping up with the blogging.

It has been quite the summer, starting with the beginning of the trip to pick up Lady Rose.

Gorgeous George does not like to camp. He does not like to fish. He does not like to leave home and his normal routine. The Duchess and he have been together ten years now. When the Duchess was younger, she shared the interests of Gorgeous. But when Matt, Of Whom She Is So Proud (her only child), became involved in Cub Scouts, she saw things in a different light. And came to the realization that she has a need to sit in the middle of a forest, smelling the pine and listening to the animals call to each other. And her Soul has missed this and needs this to stay healthy.

Gorgeous George finds this stupid. And Duchess Lynnabelle has come to the sad realization that she has managed to marry the only two men in the state of Minnesota (her first companion felt exactly the same way) who are not outdoorsmen.

It is true. Opposites DO attract.

Back to the trip to pick up the Lady. Instead of using the appendage that God gave him to communicate with (which appears to work perfectly well at most other times), Mr. George decided he did not want to go on the trip. But instead of saying anything, he went into a two-year old Poopy Posture. Refused to help pack and sat at his drawing board with his bottom lip poking out. The Duchess responded with a Poopy Posture of her own (although done in the most mannerly of ways) and said he may as well stay home with the animals, as there wasn't any room for them, anyhow.

Totally forgetting that Gorgeous had the money to pay for the trip in his pocket.

It was not a good start, and things just went from bad to worse.

Lady Rose looks absolutely stunning, both inside and out. Pictures will follow in the next post. But, it became clear over the next few weeks that her mechanicals left much to be desired. What also became clear is that a large, heavy camper pulls differently than a small, light camper. The Duchess had never experienced trailer sway. And it is frightening. To see Rose bouncing, literally bouncing, from side to side, is enough to make anybody's heart rate rise to dangerous levels.

Luckily, one of the friends of the Duchess had a weight distribution hitch for sale. Whew. Between that and a sway bar purchased on the way home, all managed to arrive home safely.

On fumes, and with absolutely NO money, but all were safe. And mainly sound.