What goes around...

Next, we headed in the direction of Tok, AK. We were told that this section was the worst on the highway, and we were not misled. Frost heaves were everywhere. I wasn't sure what they were before we came but now we all know that at their best you can throw your hands in the air like you just do not care. And at their worst, they rearrange your cabinets and refrigerator. Doors come open and everything slides around. Or you break something you really, really need. And did I mention the gravel and dust? Cough, cough.

We managed to get through without serious incident. Thanks to God.

Along the road, we encountered an RV that was not so lucky. It wasn't the frost heaves that got him, but poor maintenance service. As we passed him, the old Diplomat was trying to make it up a hill. Craig heard the engine groaning and said "fuel problem." As we looked for a place to pull off, those behind us tried to stop but he waved them on. By God's hand, there was a huge, paved turn out just up the road. We all pulled in and Craig and Van unhooked the toad and went back to check on him. 

In a few minutes, he made it to the turn out and our boys exercised their mental muscles and  figured out what was wrong. Sure enough, one of his fuel filters was clogged. For some reason, Van had an extra one. I guess we really know why he had it. So he could bless this man and enable him to make it to Tok. The guys changed it right there and he was on his way. 

We saw him later in Tok and he thanked the guys again. Turns out he used to work on the Alaska Pipeline and is from Florida. Go, Gators!

We all went to bed that night in Tok feeling pretty good...