Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Girard Awning-A Great Company

We arrived in San Clemente on Sunday night, camping in the parking lot of Girard Awning. What a great place to have a small company. The day was beautiful, the traffic wasn't bad, and the ocean looked very inviting.

The next morning John had to get up early, because our appointment was for 7:30am. That's very early for this retired couple. Luckily he was up, because they knocked on the door at 7:15am. We think they go to work early so that they can get off early to still catch a few waves on the beach. Anyway, they got right to work replacing our broken arm and realigning the awning. It took about 1 1/2 hours, but the awning is as good as new. This is the main awning over our patio that goes out and retracts automatically at the push of a button. Very nice.

When he finished, and we asked about a bill, he stated no charge! We were shocked, because our motorhome is a 2002 model, long past any warranty. We thanked him, moved the MoHo quickly before he changed his mind, hooked up the car and headed for Wilderness Lakes, in Menifee, CA.

Where in the heck is Menifee? It's half way between Riverside and Temecula, close to Hemet where Matt and Suzanne live. This is a Thousand Trails park, so we can stay there for free. We got there early because of the efficiency of Girard, so we got a good spot and set everything up for an 8 day stay.

We don't know why they call the park Wilderness Lakes. It now has housing developments all around it. There's no lake, just some small canals that run thru the park. Somebody got creative I guess. We enjoy this park because of it's location, but this time we were a little disappointed because we were infested with hundreds of flies. They were everywhere, on the car, on the side of the motorhome, and when a door opened, inside the motorhome. We tried a lot of different ways to keep the fly population down, but it was a losing battle. The only thing that helped a little was spraying Pine Sol full strength by the doors and windows. It seems flies don't like the smell. So now, even thought we're in the high desert, the MoHo smells like a pine forest.

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