I remember on this trip to California our son Ryan was then sixteen. He was pretty capable and had grown up doing farm things, this would include driving equipment. When the driver of the other motor home, Doc, called us on the CB as we were driving in 6 lanes of traffic going through Salt Lake City, Utah and told me Ryan was driving his motor home, I nearly had a heart attack! I didn't even want to watch driving through Salt Lake City! Ryan did a great job and he didn't seem phased.
Doc made the decision not to ride the third day. So this time he packed up camp, we all got into his motor home and made the trip back to Gerlock and the service man. Meanwhile our rig, Ryan and my horse standing in Soldiers Meadows with the hope someone would be coming back. The Service man took pity on our crusty crew, but would do nothing until he had breakfast. He and Richard raided his junkyard and picked up parts and then went back to the motor home. The rest of us headed to Reno and showers! I now can't believe that we left them with the faith that all would be well and they would catch up with us in Reno! We had to call the service station to let Richard know where we were staying in Reno, just in case they actually got the motor home going again. I still can't believe we just left them, but, that is what happened, the motor home was fixed by this man in Gerlock and many hours later we were all reunited at a casino in Reno.
I remember walking into this fancy looking casino, dusty and crusty. All of us carrying our clothes in pillowcases from the motor home to our rooms. The horses were at a stable nearby and we regrouped for a couple days before heading back toward Ohio.
Other than the gas lines vapor locking as we went over the mountains into California, things went pretty smoothly with the old motor home. We only had two trailer problems, one was a wheel bearing problem, that was "fixed" temporarily by tying a rope to the axle and taking it over the trailer to the other side to hold it up until we could drive to a place to get it fixed. The other problem could have been major, Doc's two horse trailer started coming apart at the seams from all the road vibrations. We crossed our fingers it would make it home without littering the highway with parts falling off. We lucked out, it got home with no parts lost.