My wife and I bought this motorhome from mom and dad, and she was good to us. However, there was a ghost in this machine, and I ain't lying. Other than being towed back home 6 times over the years, she was a trooper. When the wheel fell off one trip, it fell off going to the dump station off of buckman springs. She could've let it go on the freeway doing 70.
Then there was the time that me, Coobie, and Jen headed down and got stuck in Lake Glamis; wash 8. I tried to cruise through it, but something happened the deeper she got, and then she just shut off. So Coobie and I sat there drinking beer in the motorhome for nearly 3 hours, while Jen drove my dodge truck around the washes having a great time; laughing at us every time she drove by. Something got wet in the engine, and finally dried, and after a few hours, she fired up, and we putted out of the lake and headed to the very next wash, wash 9 and parked. The weekend turned out great, and we had some fantastic rides and quiet nights.
This is only two stories of many in the adventures this motorhome and I had over the years.
So I had to sit like this and do nothing. With this motorhome I couldn't put it in Neutral and get pulled out, because to do so I had to get under the motorhome to disengage some lever that would allow it to roll. But I didn't have my scuba gear on this trip, so I had to wait for whatever got wet to dry. Apparently I tried to go too fast through the lake, and doused the engine. OOOPS. Every hour Coobie and I would try to start it, and it would turn over a little more each time until that last try on the third hour, she fired up.
This was the trip that Coobie was actually doing a whip test for our old Razorback Magazine that we used to have here on the site. We were out on a great ride, and Coobie decided to roll the quad that had the test whip. And low and behold, it didn't break...LOL.
2007 was a great dune season.