Mark positioned some newspaper under the drip, and we enjoyed a few more days on the Comstock. Early Wednesday morning, we bade farewell to Pat, Peggy and Tobi Whitten at the Virginia City RV Park , and descended into the valley. We found Reno-Sparks RV Repair without benefit of a map, and soon the Phoenix was up on a rack. The news wasn't as jolly as we had hoped. If you were thinking that life on the road is all singing Bobby McGee, mix facts like new transmissions into your dream.
Freedom sometimes adds up to a little more than nothing left to lose.
Here's the good news. There was a La Quinta Inn only a few blocks from the garage. La Quinta, in case you're interested in such things, allows dogs at most locations and equips all its rooms with convenient modem jacks and coffee makers. The Phoenix was still up on the lift when we realized we wouldn't be sleeping inside her. The garage owner offered us a ladder, and while I held it steady, Mark climbed up and packed a bag full of toothbrushes and Marvin's food.