Oddyessy Co-pilot Here:
In deed, Houston, it is good to be back. Where Josephhh lives the neighboring county, Houston County is pronounced "House Ton." Nice term to describe the motorhome; a favored object of obscure desire.
Our "Apollo 13" return mission could uniquely parallel a version of the late Archie Campbell's "Jason and the Are-gone-nuts". Needless to say, our excursion from OkLeeHomer (Doh!) to the Macon Delta was a gripping experience!
The motorhome handled and ran very well, with the exception of a number of minute yet annoying squeaks caused by a few missing screws in the cabin area. Fortunately, we were able to silence most of the squeaks by wedging a few shop towels here and there, and also grounding multiple boxes full of supplies against and under a variety of support structures. Anyone needing tips on strategic shop towel placement, can contact me or Joesehhh; we plan to write a book much like "The Man's Guide on 1001 Ways to Use Duct Tape."
The oh so brief 5 1/2 hour right brake job would have only taken about 2 hours had my trusty pilot and Space Cadet friend, Josephhh, restrained himself from introducing his, to quote Jim, "$&#*ing bright ideas." Jim, the most honorable, yet outspoken, polishing guy seemed to use the word "Bright" in several of his comments about Josephh. According to him, the Motorhome isn't the only thing with a few screws loose.
While I was in the pilot seat, I repeatedly tried to deactivate the copilot's very audible "Brake!, Brake! Brake!" voice interactive alarm system. It would come on at every final approach. To no avail, I was unsuccessful in adjusting the frequency and the volume...Jim's "bright" logic was quickly crystal clear to me.
As for the unusual "Critical Engine Sputtering Syndrome Problem In Transit" (CESSPIT), it was quite a surprise to both of us. As I was entering the exit ramp, the Odyessy began to sputter. I declared "Houston, We have a problem." I then backed off a little bit and reapplied direct pressure slowly. Fortunately, it opened up for a continuous stream of gas and it ran smooth.
From an "Air Force" guy's perspective, my suspicion was that it was perhaps an "Upper G.I." problem such as a fuel pump problem that the maintenance crew had somehow failed to flush out. No doubt, it had us on the edge of our seats for a few seconds. Of course, we had no way of verifying the origins of this irregularity and too bad we didn't have any RV Immodium 3 in any of the assorted supply boxes holding her guts together.
Regarding Josephh's comment about venting...the motorhome did backfire one time which surprised everyone within a 50 mile radius. Josephhh maintained it was me, but I asserted my innerscents due to the fact that we had both eaten the same thing at the same Mexican restaurant earlier that day.
"Mission Accomplished. Odorsee and Out"
Newbie '79 24ft Motorhome Owner