'18/#20 Just Another Day In Yellowstone

Today was the day we decided to fix our RV water pump issue. The new pump was delivered last week and it was time to install it. Anyone who has owned an RV knows that everything is not necessarily readily accessible. The pump was no exception. It is located in the lower storage compartment, behind the water heater, and blocked by the shower "P" trap. After emptying the basement storage I contorted myself into the space with assorted length phillips head screw drivers. The whole thing is held in place by four screws, only one of which was both easy to reach with a regular length screw driver and visible. The others either required a "stubby" phillips head screw driver or was reached blindly around and behind assorted obstacles. Finally the old pump was out and I was freed from the basement... for now.

Next the new pump was prepped with a clean strainer, new electrical connectors, and teflon tape. Then it was back into the basement or should I say dungeon? I made  the water connections first so they would help hold the pump in place. Then I had to get all those screws back into their original holes. The first one was relatively easy since I could see what I was doing but the rest....well my mumblings were not PG13. Eventually the job was complete and the pump works great. Good water flow and minimal noise which is saying a lot for an RV water pump.

It was still early enough in the day so we decided to take a little drive into the park. As soon as we entered the park, traffic was backed up for almost a mile. The ranger warned us there was a buffalo jam so we were prepared. What we weren't prepared for was a lone buffalo laying in the weeds taking a nap. Usually a buffy jam is caused by several buffalo in the roadway. This was just a ridiculous amount of rubber-necking.

Once past the "jam" we drove up to see the Virginia Cascades. The road is narrow, winding, and in need of some serious repair but once we got there the view was worth it. After taking enough pictures we headed home.

On the way out of the park there were a bunch of cars pulled over and people looking across the river with binoculars and cameras. We figured another buffalo or maybe an elk. We were glad we stopped because there on the far shore was a bald eagle just chillin' and having a snack he probably caught in the river. I was sorry I didn't have my good camera with me but still got a good shot of our national bird.

We arrived home and we will have some dinner. Maybe we will go to the movies tonight or maybe just an early night in our home in Montana because....

Home is where we park it,
Frank and Mary