After 25 days, the repair on the RV is finally done and I’m out of Bakersfield. There’s probably nothing wrong with Bakersfield, but I really only wanted to spend a day.
Why so long? Camping World’s collision center repaired the damage I caused and the damage they caused in two days. The leveling jack, however, had to be ordered and took 10 days to come in. When it arrived it was the wrong part so we had to wait another 12 days. The actual repair took 2 hours.
I was worried about the dog, so I kept this drive short going only to Barstow. Keira was actually fine on the drive, sleeping in her hutch the whole way. We’ll move on in the morning.
On Tuesday (10/29) I drove down to LA to check out some bikes for sale. Ultimately I bought this BMW C650GT at New Century BMW. Of course, I’d driven the rental car there so I couldn’t bring it back with me. On Thursday, with a bit of logistics (drop Keira off at daycare, take a bus to LA, taxi to the dealer) I was back to pick up the bike. They spent a few minutes going over the controls and gauges with me, like you’d expect on any new vehicle and I was on my way back to Bakersfield. Yes I’m still stuck in Bakersfield.
It’s a 110 mile ride, 90 of which is freeway, so in less than 2 hours I was back at the RV park. I don’t know of any mountain roads near here, so I just rode around the city for a few more hours.
Still chillin’ here in Bakersfield. Latest word on the leveling jack is that it should arrive at Camping World Friday or Monday. Still a while before I can run.
Camping World gave me a check for SOA. I’ve been to all of the motorcycle dealers in town (both of ’em) and followed up on all the Craigslist adds (one). I rode a BMW C650GT and a Honda Gold Wing GL1800, both good rides, but the colors (bright red and Mountain Dew yellow, respectively), well I just couldn’t.
At this point I’m still getting around in the Chevy Spark I rented from Enterprise. It appears to have a top speed of 60 MPH, maybe a safety feature.
CW is still working on the trailer (bent axle, bent wheel chock), and is waiting for the replacement ladder to come in to finish up the body work on the RV.
Ain’t Nothin’ but a Hound Dog, Cryin’ all the Time
Many thanks to those with suggestions for Keira’s separation anxiety, but so far there is no effect. I’ve tried the Thundershirt, Remedy, Quiet Moments biscuits, benedryl, distracting food toys (e.g. kong). Keira still goes into full alarm mode within seconds of me stepping outside and keeps it up no matter how long it takes.
I’m pretty worried about her. I don’t know how much stress she can take. I’m seeing doggie xanax in her future.
With no ETA on the leveling jack part I need, and waiting on a settlement check from Camping World for the scooter, I’m cooling my heels here in Bakersfield. Need to make the best of it.
Rented a car from Enterprise. Going to see what there is to do in town. Only two motorcycle dealers in town. Lots of Buck Owens stuff in town, still fans of their local hero. Two Buck Owens museums and his former house are listed as top attractions in town.
Don’t cry because it’s over. Smile because it happened. — Theodore Guisel (Dr. Seuss)
This is painful. I’m in Bakersfield, generally on the way towards Flagstaff to see Kylee. I stopped in at Camping World to have the leveling jack repaired and to get an estimate on the body damage I did Monday with my driving prowess.
When they took Roamward Bound back to the service bay, apparently the driver didn’t notice the motorcycle trailer carrying Scooter of Anarchy was still hitched up. He tried to back into the service bay and, of course, the trailer jackknifed and was hit by the RV. SOA is a total loss.
The service manager was mortified and very apologetic. They are already working on the new damage to the RV and I know they’ll compensate me for the bike, but SOA was not just a bike. She was like a friend. She saw the mountain twisties, the long bridges, the ocean vistas. She saw 110 on the 101 and took me through rain, mud and fog. She was a good bike. Couldn’t bring myself to take a picture before they took her away.