Don was worried about the Jeep. I was, too. So we worked to come up with a plan, since the CV was definitely a problem. We could roll the dice and hope we made it to Anchorage, but the downside could have been deadly. It did not occur to us to call our roadside assistance and have the car towed to Anchorage. That would have been the right answer, but we did not think of it until too late.
Instead at 7:00 a.m. he called several U-Haul places. The one in Delta Junction had a tow dolly. Now Delta Junction is 110 miles away . . . Just a stroll around the block for Alaskans, but two hours out of the way for us. Never mind, Katie and Don headed out at 8 to get the tow dolly.
And it is a good thing, too. I drove the Jeep down to the store, less than two miles away. It did not sound good. I was worried about getting back, so I am glad we are not trying to tow it 200+ miles.
In the meantime, we cleaned the RV, baked cookies, made meatloaf for tonight . . . So the time was not wasted.
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