All was well with the world until 7:30 this morning when Brian turned the key and, well, nothing happened. Well, something -- but definitely NOT the engine starting. After lots of time on the phone with the nice man from Volvo Roadside Assistance, it was finally determined that whatever was wrong couldn't be fixed in Ketchum, so Skip from Boise had to drive the 150+ miles to fetch us and tow us back to Boise, where we're now watching the Olympic Games at the Best Western Vista Inn.
As un-luck would have it, Volvo mechanics in Boise don't work on Sundays; so we're stuck here at least through Monday, and more likely Tuesday (since parts will most likely have to be ordered). That means, traveling Wednesday and Thursday instead of getting home Monday, as planned. Actually, only Brian is stuck here. Deb is taking an overpriced flight home Sunday as there is much Planet Ultra work piled up, and preparations to be made for the upcoming Tour of Southern Utah and Hoodoo 500.
Whew... What a way to end our trip... Memorable!
We were in a super tight spot at the RV Park. Too bad I didn't get a picture of Skip, the tow guy's, face when he saw what he was up against. But he was really, really good!
