Moab and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day...

We got to go to Moab over spring break.  We've done this a million times and had no problems.  This time didn't go so well.  I was done packing everything into Tiny (the trailer) and turned on the water.  Suddenly I heard water dripping and realized there was water pouring out of the supply line to the toilet.  Crap (not literal crap, it was just water).  Jake checked it out and determined we needed a new toilet.  Awesome.  Miraculously we were able to find a toilet in town.  On the way to get the toilet we heard a loud clanking coming from the truck.  We investigated and realized that Jake's muffler had rusted through.  However, we determined it wasn't going to fall off the truck so, other than being really loud, we were good to go.  Finally, 2 hours behind schedule, we headed for Moab.

We thought now that we were on the road all was well.  Little did we know.  It was 9:30pm, pitch black, and we were about 45 minutes away from Moab.  All of the sudden we saw smoke pouring from the truck.  Yay.  We pulled over and luckily our friends were able to pull over right behind us.  We did some investigating and realized that one of Jake's fuel lines had broken.  There was diesel fuel spraying everywhere.  Awesomeness.  So we figured out a tow truck, unhooked Tiny from the truck, and hooked it up to our friends' motorhome.  Quite the sight - a trailer being towed behind a motorhome.  They were beyond nice to tow us to Green River.  So we finally went to bed around midnight Friday night, not in Moab like we hoped, but in the parking lot of a truck stop in Green River.  Definitely not what we were hoping for.

Saturday morning the mechanic finally showed up a little before 10.  He looked at the truck, said he had the part and we should be on the road in like an hour.  Hallelujah.  Except not.  When he opened the box to replace the fuel line he realized that the wrong part had been packaged in the box and he did not have the part he needed.  So he had to send someone to Price (an hour away) to get the part.  Long story short, turns out he sent his wife to get the part.  She of course took the opportunity to run errands while there (we paid $150 for her to do this) and then finally came home.  In the mean time, we were stuck in Green River.  And let me tell you, there is nothing to do in that place.  She finally brought the part back and 5 minutes later the truck was done.  So finally, at 4:30pm on Saturday, we headed to Moab.

The story mostly ends there, but not quite.  We had just gotten to Moab, driving down Main Street, and all of the sudden we here this bump, bump, bump every time the tire turns.  We pulled over thinking that for sure we had a flat tire.  No flat, but still a weird sound.  Finally, after more investigation (there was lots of investigating this trip) we figured out that somehow all of the lug nuts on one of the truck tires were really loose.  We tightened them up and finally, finally, got to our camp spot!!!

Once we got there Moab was awesome.  We did a great hike where you get to go through a creek over and over.  We went mountain biking and I got to mountain bike with the girls for the first time.  It was so great!  We magically found a perfect climbing spot on Wall Avenue.  And of course we had lots of great campfires and S'mores with our friends.  The weather was perfect, the trip was perfect, everything was perfect....all except for that terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

Moral of this story is if you own a trailer you better marry someone who has the skills to fix the trailer (Jake is amazing).  The other moral to this story is sell your truck before it falls apart...

Where we spent Friday night.  At least we didn't have to pitch a tent...

Biking with the girls!!!

Best hike ever wearing chacos

Me and my girls!

Our group of awesomeness

Ready to hike!

Nothing better than these chairs in Moab

The boys