My brain is a little fuzzy, of course that’s the norm. Today it is much more fuzzy than normal. Both Marti and I have been fighting colds, Marti seems to have persevered and got over hers, mine has just been kicking my butt.
Cold or not, we had to leave our wonderful site at the Destin Army Recreation Area and head on the road towards our South Carolina “home”.
We said our goodbyes to some wonderful new friends we’ve made and drove out to Interstate 10, passing a reminder that we like (like?), no love the Emerald Coast. Just ignore the bug splatter on the windshield.
The Journey drove beautifully, the engine ticked over strongly, much to my relief. When we were driving in to Destin, the engine began to run rough and miss under power again. That worried me.
Once we had set up in Destin, I changed the primary and secondary fuel filters on the engine. Seems that they were getting plugged up from fuel contaminates. They did their job and protected the very very (VERY) expensive fuel injector pump and fuel injectors.
Wish I had some filters to protect me from this cold. As the miles unfolded, I felt sicker and sicker. No amount of cold meds seemed to make a dent. Marti pulled out our Passport America book and located a campground for the night. We pulled in at 12:30 (ET) and had to wait until 2:00 pm to set up. I drove a whopping 150 miles. A kick butt cold is not the way I want to cure myself of PDD.
For a mere $20, we have this luxury FHU campsite.
Remember, this is a Passport America half off priced campground. Don’t know who would pay the regular $40 price to stay here. Maybe their mind is more fuzzy than mine?
Hope a good rest and a good night’s sleep will clear out the cobwebs for tomorrow’s run.
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