By Dale Edwards

Feb. 1, 2011

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We had a great time during our January Nomad campout, which was held at the beautiful Chula Vista RV Resort and Marina on the southern end of San Diego Bay. We had 10 rigs in attendance, including relatively new members Hans and Pricilla Linquest from Hemet. President Bob Martin arrived during daylight hours and, surprisingly, provided no entertainment to the rest of us while setting up. Following cocktail hour, we all walked over to the Galley Restaurant in the marina complex for dinner where most of us feasted on huge portions of great fish and chips, much of which came back to the rigs in “doggie” boxes. The short walk back was a great way to let our stomachs settle in, and the clear skies and new rope lighting along the docks reflecting on the water made a pretty backdrop scene.

Saturday morning started early for Judy and I as wagon masters because the clock timer for starting the coffee pot was not considered a reliable method in view of the risk of a Nomad rebellion if the coffee wasn’t ready at the designated morning hour. Most of the Nomads drifted in between 8:30 and 9:30 AM for their fill of scrambled eggs, sausage patties, and fresh pancakes plus coffee and orange juice. But a few decided to sleep in and skip breakfast, which caused Hank Fuquay to get creative and hand deliver a breakfast plate to Kathy Smith, just to harass Boomer. That got him up. After breakfast it was a bright clear day so several couples took a drive out to Point Loma or other attractions to see the sights before coming back to take a nap or read a book before the afternoon blue grass entertainment started. The park frequently provides weekend entertainment and this week they had the “Kid Fiddlers”, which is a mother and her five kids from age 9 to 22 that do a great job of singing, dancing, and playing many blue grass instruments on a full time basis all over the country.

The afternoon also provided a few minutes to diagnose some non-critical issues that a couple of our members were having. It seems Norm Smith was unable to get his satellite TV to work, and the symptoms were a bit confusing with voltage readings on the distribution amplifier being negative and double anything reasonable. We found a blown fuse in a weird non-related circuit and when it was replaced the TV problem was solved. Slightly more serious, Boomer Smith’s coach had no propane coming out of the tank so there was no working stove or furnace which was hampering Kathy’s ability to cook her pot luck dish. It seems that somehow the propane leak detector in the kitchen area had gotten turned off, which in turn shut off the propane solenoid safety valve, as it should. Problems solved.

Saturday’s cocktail hour was held in front of the rigs and started a bit earlier than scheduled, but no one complained. The skies were clear with a mild cool breeze, which soon caused most of us to switch to long pants and light jackets. Around 6 PM we moved inside the nearby club room for our famous pot luck dinner which included baked ham, meatballs, and chicken enchiladas, with lots of chocolate and cherry cobbler ala-mode for desert. It’s no secret we eat well and have fun on our weekend outings. If you’d like to learn more about our club, we encourage you to join us at one of our dinner meetings on the 2nd Tuesday of each month at the Coco’s in Huntington Beach just off the 405 near the Westminster Mall. Just give a call to our Vice President, Ron Kay at (562) 425-3759 to let him know we’ll have a guest or two. If you just want some general information, give our President, Bob Martin, a call at (714) 964-8503.