We had some hesitations about the campground- Kamp Kegonsa. They were a bit hesitant about a 45 footer getting into the driveway.We arrived and were faced with a dilemma of which drive to take in- the “entry” or “exit”. I ran up to try to find the camp owner/manager for some advice. Finding no one around, I headed back to the motorhome, now parked on a two lane road with a blind turn in the road. I had seen several cars carefully go around so when I heard some yahoo honking his horn, I turned and gave him the finger. I saw John’s face in sheer horror- then saw the error of my action. I had just given the finger to the local sheriff. He screeched on his brakes and started to scream at me. Visions of being arrested were flashing through my mind. Fortunately, he must have been on his way home so he just told us to “get this thing off the road NOW”. Well, that left us both a bit flustered so when we pulled quickly into the driveway, we weren’t paying attention to the granite wall on the right side. The Essex had an up close and personal meeting with the granite boulder. The TV bay door was scraped and scrunched. What an entry! We finally found the campground owner who showed us the site (the “pull-through” was accomplished by using the main road as a campsite). Quite clever, actually, and with no one at the campground, it worked quite well.
We called Jeff and over a few beers, showed him the scope of our door problem. Over dinner at the local lakeside tavern, John and Jeff decided that they would try to straighten the door enough to ensure a tight seal (critical since this was the TV bay). On Monday, they took off the door and managed to somehow get it to close solidly. The paint will have to wait until our October factory visit. 
Ouside of the scrunched door, it was great to have some time to hang out with Jeff and Kathy. Afer a few beers, stories of this two-some in their younger days could entertain even the toughest crowd.
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