I was up with the sun to finish hitch installation. We had a 9am appointment at a local shop to have brand new tires installed on our trailer, I still had a lot of work left, and only a couple of hours of time. Mama and the boys were soon up, keeping occupied as boys do - piling up rocks and dirt in the yard. It was 4 or 5 more hours before I finally got the hitch installed and the campsite packed up for departure. The only step left: hitching up the trailer to the Excursion. In most cases this would be an easy task. But the fact that I have never done this before, combined with the relatively tedious and particular Hensley hitch design, resulted in a long and frustrating process. Repeated attempts to back the truck into the hitch allowing it to seat properly burned enough fuel to drop the range from 25 to 15 miles. Finally we got things figured out and faced our first "moment of truth." Will the hitch hold? Did I install it correctly? Are the tires even in well enough shape to get us into town? Most concerning, do we even have enough fuel to make it?
We slowly pulled away from the permanent front porch and awning, managing only to graze the rolled awning on the trailer lightly against the corner at the last moment. A BIG sigh of relief, as that was the first opportunity we had to damage our (soon to be) new home. With over 50 feet of truck and trailer in my side view mirrors, the thought of dragging this home seemed daunting. But if I took it slow and safe, what could go wrong?