Bob was up at 5:30 this morning, as he is every Monday-Wednesday-Friday, to play basketball at Gold's Gym. However, I didn't hear his truck start up. Before long, he was headed back to bed. The truck wouldn't start! We knew it wasn't the batteries because we replaced them in February.
It was too dark for him to check under the hood of his truck, so he figured he might as well get more sleep. Around 7:30 am, he went back out, opened the hood and found a huge nest of leaves on top of his engine. A squirrel skittered out. Wires had been chewed and damaged. Hence, the engine would not start.
|Where the nest was situated before Bob removed it|
|Nest of leaves and small branches thrown on the ground|
|That squirrel was getting ready to have babies!|
Next, he called Grande Ford in San Antonio. We would need a tow and the tow truck driver they contract with was currently towing someone in. As soon as the tow truck returned they would have the driver call us, which he did, and arranged to tow Bob's pick up.
Meanwhile, CPS Energy in San Antonio had cherry picker trucks going through the RV park, stopping at their transformers along the way. Bob found out they were removing squirrel nests! (Note: Every so often in the RV park, there's a loud bang and power will go out in part of the park. That sound is usually a squirrel getting zapped by a transformer!)
Around 9:45 a.m., the tow truck arrived to pick up the pick-up. Bob took my car to work.
Peri and I were going to Volksmarch this morning and take my car to the start point. Thankfully, she drove us there. (I should mention they are six sites from us in the RV park.)
We chose to do the Mission San Juan to Mission Espada Volksmarch that Susan, Darren and I had done a few weeks ago. Peri hadn't been on it yet. Susan and Darren chose not to walk this morning as they are in the midst of putting new flooring in one room of their house.
We had a lovely walk that started out in sunshine, but with a chill breeze. We walked the nature trail at Mission San Juan, then headed over the San Antonio River toward Stinson Field airport. We had some trepidation walking past two stray pitbull mixes, so we crossed to the other side of the street where there was a ruin from years ago that used to be part of a small town. The dogs did not come after us.
|Chapel at Mission San Juan|
|An old building lies in ruins.|
|Another view of the ruins|
|San Antonio River...not sure what kind of ducks|
|It's getting colder!|
|Water flowing off the aqueduct|
|Beautifully renovated Mission Espada sanctuary|
|Peri in front of the unique keyhole door|
at Mission Espada Chapel
As we drove north, our sunny day was invaded by a marine layer of clouds moving in from the Gulf of Mexico. Bye, bye sunshine.
Both of us were hungry so we chose Magnolia Pancake House as the place to go for lunch. Our meals were very enjoyable. As we walked out to the car from the restaurant, we noticed a definite drop in temperature.
We were happy to return to our respective 5th wheels, turn the heat up, and hunker down.
Travel Bug out.