WHOOPS! ANOTHER PROBLEM

We were driving out of the mountains when it suddenly started sputtering and the engine light went on. Don pulled over and turned it off and we sat a couple minutes. It sounded similar to when the secondary puel pump went out a couple years ago and we were able to hobble to the Cummins dealer. HE tried again and only made it a short distance and we pulled over again as it died. We were near a town but it didn't have an appropriate tow truck.

It took an hour or so and then it took two hours and ten minutes to get it hooked up.

Since I'm certainly not an expert, I shouldn't judge, but this guy seemed to know what he was doing. He also didn't raise it as high as the last guy, so we didn't have as much shifting-of course, I've learned what to do to protect things. He had to run through the weigh station up the road, so we passed him and drove the 10 miles to Phoenix, which is a suburb of Medford.

He made it and since they won't let you stay there overnight, we got a motel room across the street.

We had talked to our friends from Casa Grande who live in Medford, the day before, and they were waiting to hear from us. God bless Bonnie and Larry Ghrist-they invited us for dinner. It was delicious and we enjoyed dinner and the visit!