Good, Bad, Ugly, Delicious
I've had better days, but at the end of this day my new car is
ready to tow and we had a great meal. The process, however, was not so much fun.
Dave and I were up with the sun this morning. Our appointment at the Wilsonville
(Oregon) Camping World was for 8 o'clock - in the morning - and the presence of
the motorhome, the new Jeep, and our checkbook was required. Our original plan
was to go over last night and camp in their parking lot, but sleeping next to
the interstate seemed very unappealing and we switched our plan to get up early,
go fetch the bus and get to Camping World as they opened. This plan was
brilliant (except for the whole waking-up-at-five-thirty part). No traffic at
all and we were at Camping World by 7:30a.
The staff put the Jeep in a service bay
and asked us to move our bus to a shady spot nearby.
How long will it take? Most of the day.
What? I had a hysterectomy in less time.
At least they allowed us to hang-out in our motorhome all day
instead of their waiting room.
And by "hang-out", you know I mean napping and needlepointing right?
I had brought fruit for our breakfast, not realizing we would be
at Camping World through lunch and nearly dinner.
Just after three o'clock, the service tech said he was ready to pair-up the
vehicles. Our old tow bar was fastened to the newly-installed car brackets, the
6-pin wiring harness was plugged-in, and we were happy to see the turn signals,
brake lights and headlights worked perfectly! Good to go.
Not so fast, Grasshopper.
As warned by (oh my goodness, this guy always has my back - is there a nicer guy
than) Captain Jim, the parking sensors on the front of the car did not like the
tow bar. The "park assist" sensed the tow bar as something I was about to
Beep. Beep. As shown the photo, right, yellow lights flash on the dash
and beepers sound when the car gets a little too close to another car, person,
grocery cart, etc.
This will not be an issue. If we ever drive the car while the tow
bar assembly is attached, there is a button on the dash to disengage the "park
assist"... and, let's face it, I have been driving for 45 years
with only one
minor little teeny parking lot mishap without a beeper telling me I am about
to bump into something, so suppose I will be alright.
New brackets attached to the Jeep today.
Everything was going so well. The tow bars were removed
and DT was about to go inside the shop to pay our tab
when I realized the parking sensors were not working.
Hmmm. I tried simply re-start the car. Maybe the car
still knew about the now-removed tow bar?
The dash showed a warning signal reading the sensors
were not working and then the park assist system turned
off byitsownself! Then a warning alarm appeared
suggesting the sensors needed to be wiped-off/cleaned.
When I stepped out of the car, I immediately noticed one
of the sensors was missing.
The system was working perfectly at 8a when I delivered
the car to Camping World. I asked the technician if the
sensor had been accessed/removed for any reason while he
was down there installing the brackets and wiring. He
said the sensors were never touched and they had nothing
to do with the tow bar installation. Okay. Since it was
missing, I asked if I could go look around the bay where
the work was completed. He helped me scrounge-around (oh
my gosh is there a lot of stuff down there). No
The tech felt I was accusing him of something. I was
not. I was 100% polite the
entire time, but he felt threatened enough to go fetch
his supervisor. I explained the sensor was there when I
brought the car in this morning and now it was missing.
The tech suggested I was wrong. I suggested I was not
wrong. The supervisor suggested since the bumper panel
housing the sensor had been removed during the
installation, possibly the sensor had fallen and was
"down there somewhere"? The tech fetched a tool,
re-removed the panel and - voila - the missing
sensor was indeed dangling with its wires still
attached. The tech snapped it back into place and we
were good to go. The tech and I parted with a friendly
handshake, but I still did not like confrontation. At
There went another 45 minutes, wasted. The tab was
I followed DT to the RV storage facility and he backed the
Magna Peregrinus into her resting spot. (We will tow the Jeep for the first
time Tuesday... after I re-read and re-read and re-read the owner manual).
Nearing rush hour, traffic on I-5 was completely stopped, so we decided to take
the back-back-back route home... which conveniently carried us past
The Dundee Bistro.
We were starving! Fruit was all we had eaten all day. Arriving just before five
o'clock, we had our pick of tables at the bistro, enjoyed a much-appreciated
glass of Ponzi rose and delicious meals. Early Bird Special, late lunch or early
dinner, you decide. Either way, our dining experience completely made up for our
crappy day, and it didn't cost $1200.
DT ordered chicken (it is Shabbat!) with mushrooms and cauliflower over
I ordered the special - fresh Oregon King Salmon with vegetables (wild
mushrooms, asparagus, ramps, English peas, zucchini, yellow squash and fingerling potatoes) with
arugula - on a bed of kohlrabi puree.
Happy we are home. Happy our new car is wired. Happy our new car
does not need a repair.
Until my next update, I remain, your tired correspondent.
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