
We went on a lovely trip to Pine Lake with Scott's family. I know, call me crazy, taking a 3 week old newborn camping for a week, but it was only the going and coming that were truly H%&@! Holy cow!
We knew that Scott's Jeep was acting kind of funny. For instance, it shut down on the way from our old house to our new one, in the middle of a crazy intersection (Highland Drive and Fort Union Boulevard) pulling our trailer, just a week before we were to leave. Scott and his dad must have ripped out and replaced 10 things trying to make sure the Jeep would be in working condition for our trip. They replaced the temperature valve, the coolant sensor twice, the serpentine belt, and on and on.
Day 1
We left Salt Lake at 9:30 a.m. on the dot. Things were going okay until we broke down not 60 miles away in Santaquin. Not even Santaquin. We were broken down on the freeway, just off to the side for 45 mintues. It's getting hotter.
The Jeep finally starts again, we go about 40 more miles and break down off the first exit to Fillmore. We don't even make it off. There is a service station that sees us and brings a golf cart to escort us to their station. Being from the city, I rapidly lock Scott's doors, so nothing is disturbed. Well, stupid me, his keys are in the car. We have to pay $40 to get them out. By now, it's really hot outside.
After another hour, his Jeep is cooled down again. The mechanics insist that we get 4 new tires for our trailer, and pay to get our engine diagnosed. We didn't want to pay for all that (because they WAY overcharge in small towns) so we took our chances and went on the road again.
Only 25 more miles down the road, we break down again. I am so freaking frustrated with the Jeep. We luckily made it off of a ranch exit, so not on the busy freeway this time. A stalker mechanic pulls off and wants to tow us to his shop 2 miles down the road on the Cove Fort Exit. We tell him, our Jeep needs to cool down, and it will take 45 minutes. We are not going to pay $140 to get towed for 2 miles. Exactly 30 minutes later, he comes back.... hence the name, "stalker mechanic". Well, we went to his little shop (him following us to make sure to give him business), and he conviced us to do the diagnostic check on the engine for $20. We thought that would be reasonable, so we let them do it. Well, they didn't tell us that labor was not included, so it really was $55. They told us to replace the fuel filter. Being a small town, they couldn't even replace it for probably a day, plus charge us handling and gas fees for making them drive to Richfield to get the part. Outside was boiling hot now!
Keep in mind trying to entertain a 2 year old and a newborn that demands to eat every few hours. We had only made it 160 miles our our 280 mile journey. Oh the joy!
We called Scott's family, and they came to the rescue! They had already dropped off their trailers and were on their way to come get us. They arrived a few hours later and towed the trailer and fishing boat the remaining 120 miles. Our Jeep worked with just us in it. But we knew we had to replace the fuel filter before we could make it home.
We arrived at camp 10 hours from our departure time, at 7:30 p.m. It was only supposed to take 4.5 hours. What a day!!!
Days 2-5
These days were great! We didn't have to take the trailer anywhere. We spent the time fishing, relaxing, playing games, watching movies, and bonding. Makayla especially had a blast with her cousins. She followed them everywhere and had conversations with them. Watching her interact with them was really fun! They were all super nice and mindful of her, except her 2 year old cousin Camron. They had a love/hate relationship. They were either best friends, or fighting. One day, he ended up getting jealous that she was holding Grandma Vickie's cat and threw a giant rock at her head and she got a giant goose egg.
Makayla's Goose EggOther than that, it was good times.
Day 6
Oh no! We were so nervous about the Jeep pulling the trailer! But we thought that by replacing the fuel filter, it would function. We made it a whole 45 miles and it broke down AGAIN. Right in another intersection past Panguitch. About an hour later, it finally started up again. Scott's family said "No Way" to us trying to pull the trailer home. They talked us into leaving it and the fishing boat in a vacant dirt parking lot and going only 50 more miles to Cedar City instead of attempting to go 240 to Salt Lake. We agreed that Cedar City was a big enough town to have a part to fix the Jeep. After locking up our things, we were on our way. We arrived around 4 p.m.
Scott rapidly dropped me off at his parent's home, so that the kids and I didn't have to suffer at a mechanic shop again. Scott was on his way..... when around the corner, at the bottom of a steep hill, a cop radared Scott for going 35 mph in a 25 mph zone. To add insult to injury, he slapped him with a ticket!
We paid to get the Jeep diagnosed AGAIN, and this time, they used a Chrystler computer, which could give a more detailed explanation of what was going on. It turned out that our Crankshaft Sensor was not functioning. $90 dollars later, the part was ours.
When Scott got to his parent's home, his dad, brother, and him went to pick up our trailer, this time with a reliable towing vehicle. So they arrived back around 10ish. Then all 3 of them went about working on the Jeep yet AGAIN. It took them until 1 a.m. to finish the project.
Day 7
Scott and I decided that we'd better get on the road early to have the best luck with the Jeep's engine. (Because it only gets hotter with the temperature) We were on the road at 8 a.m.
This time, the Jeep is actually functioning. We take a break in Fillmore to let Makayla run and to feed Sterling. We tour their little Museum , which used to be the State Capitol, and go off on our way. The Jeep keeps beeping on the computer that it has a 'Bad Coolant Sensor', so we stop at least 3 quick times to jiggle it back into place. But luckily, these stops were short. We make it home around 2 p.m. We were thrilled our trip didn't take 10 hours this time and that the Jeep actually pulled our things home for us.
If we had known all of the drama and extra spent $ we would have faced, we wouldn't have gone.
We need a new car! Hopefully we can work that in the budget somehow by next camping season.





