Antenna down?  Check.  Jacks up? Trailer hitched?  Boat loaded?  Car loaded? Check.  Check.  Check.  OK, yes, check already.  We are a little out of practice with breaking camp but we eventually remembered all the important stuff.

Off we go.  We are running early so we opt for a quick stop at Lowes (I know.  What are people who don’t even own a house doing at a home improvement store…go figure).  We pick up the piece of lumber for my new clothes rack then hit the road in earnest.

Well, maybe NOT.

Silence.  That was the sound when Kent turned the key.  Lights work and gages say the batteries are ok.  What up?  Kent’s under the hood and under the motorhome.  No amount of looking and poking can change the diagnosis.  We lost a starter, again.  I swear, I really think that International ought to have that simple part figured out by now.

But, no.  We are looking for an International dealer and I predict a couple of boring, expensive days here in lovely Palatka.  Add insult to injury, it was fish-fry night at Georgetown.  We are just 30 miles away and can’t get the car out of the trailer to go back. Rats!

Much better than I feared.

We did spend the night in the Lowes lot with many bright lights and where some antisocial or underperforming night shift guy ran a blower most of his shift to clean the parking lot.

It got better.  No tow.  Jimmy and his mobile repair truck showed up at 7:45AM.  The new starter was in by 9.  International warranty didn’t cover it but our extended warranty covers most.

Just 24 hours lost.  We are back on the road.