80 miles via I-35. Cumulative distance: 2,659 miles.
It seems like there is an inverse relationship between the length of the hop and its difficulty. This was another case of a route that should have been simple being rather difficult. Part of the problem was that we planned a stop (noted by the red spot on the map) to see if we could get the frayed slide cable fixed. But we missed the turn to the RV dealer and had to make a Y-turn on a residential street. That is never fun. And, of course, they could do nothing; they need to get the part from the manufacturer. Swell.
Then, because we didn’t spend as much time as we planned at the dealer, we had to kill 90 minutes. We parked at a truck stop and hoped we could get a good breakfast. But the truck stop restaurant was more of a take-out and the food did not look appetizing, so we walked across the street to a Krispy Kreme and got some breakfast sandwiches there that were equally disgusting. Jett read and I worked on yesterday’s post (thanks, Verizon – your hotspot is working great).
When we got to San Antonio we encountered another battle between Google map and GPS. Google wanted us to come in from the south via I-10 while the GPS wanted us to stay on I-35 and come in from the north. When we got to the split I opted for GPS and held my breath. It took us down a couple of streets that were too small for comfort (and we did brush a tree branch on the way, but only lightly). Fortunately, the small street section lasted less than a mile and we arrived safely, but with our nerves frayed nearly as much as our slide cable.
Speaking of which, it snagged when we were putting the slide out and snapped. We now have a broken cable. I will be on the phone today with Open Range to see how we can get a replacement.