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Monday, August 4, 2008

Copper Harbor II





Here's the two pictures I took yesterday. At six-o-clock, when the golf was over, we took a short drive to check out some of the local highlights. Believe me when I say that all the drives in Copper Harbor are short. The first stop was a 500 acre preserve of old growth, never harvested northern forest. The old Longfellow line about:

"This is the forest primeval, the murmuring pines and the hemlocks."

comes immediately to mind. It took a couple of miles of 10 mph dirt road and a hike of a mile or so to get to some of the larger pines. The literature said that these pines are 300 to 500 years old and are well over 100 feet tall. We are not only at the northernmost piece of MI, but also the northwest corner of the Eastern Time Zone. As a result, I was able, without a flash, to take that first picture at 7:00 PM in a thick forest. The sunset picture was taken just before 10:00. You may have to look very closely in this compressed picture to see Durelle and Belle silhouetted against the water just right of the center of the shoreline.
Mid-morning Durelle said, "The toilet won't flush!" It turns out that the inside portion of the handle/rocker switch became disconnected and some pieces fell into never-never land. It is an electric flush model. Talk about unnecesssary applications of technology! I couldn't call Dometic because there is no cell phone signal here. I drove to the top of Brockway Mountain (about five miles) and called from there. After talking to a supervisor we came up with a plan. We couldn't trouble shoot over the phone because the phone only worked when it was five miles from the toilet. I took a good, HD close up picture of the offending parts and emailed it to him with a few of my hopefully helpful observations. He'll ship the parts to me at the next stop. The best part of the story is that he showed me how to activate a manual over-ride flush which certainly removed the immediacy from the problem. RVers reading this blog will empathize with the fact that this lifestyle often presents little maintenance challeges of this nature.


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Gotta love the transition from forest primeval and beautiful sunset to toilet issues. Somehow I don't think the early pioneers would appreciate the panic, although they ought to acknowledge the lengths and ingenuity you went to to solve the problem. Besides actually peeing behind one of those big trees.