June 7

    Because Rover was stored in the dark back corner of a very large building, we needed to tow her out into the (never-ending) Norwegian daylight in order to let the mechanic get to her problem. When we did and he did, it took only a few hours to fix the gas line. This problem had been complicated by the fact that Rover had been sitting for 11 months with very little old gas. We had been unable to put her in storage ourselves last July since nearly everyone in Norway goes on vacation for the month. So our son-in-law had driven her to storage after the owner returned to unlock the doors. We had neglected to fill her with gas, let alone give him the Stabil we’d bought just for that purpose.

    So after the fix, an oil change, and many Kroner, we were on our way to the tire store where we left even more Kroner.  (How expensive is Norway? The country recently eliminated the “penny,” with the result that now their smallest coin is worth 16 cents!)

    We were glad to get Rover back to our daughter’s home, which has a wide flat driveway/parking space. There we were able to unpack and David reinstalled the inverter/charger. It was (for him) no easy task, but it appeared to work just fine . . . for about an hour. We left everything plugged in hoping the electrical fairy would fix everything overnight. But she didn’t show up: our gauges looked exactly like they had last year.

    We were about to call the local campground for an RV technician when our daughter remembered a lovely Irishman, trained as an electrical engineer, who now works in the North Sea oil fields. He was near the end of the “off” leg of his “three weeks on-three weeks off” stint but agreed to come over and take a look at Rover’s problem. After about two hours of trouble-shooting, he found a loose ground wire and a melted wire nut with an arcing connection inside the fuse/circuit breaker box. When he corrected those two items, all the control panel indicators glowed green and everything worked  for the first time in a year! Not only that, he absolutely refused to take any money--so we left some with our daughter to buy him and his wife a very nice bottle of wine and resolved to be on the lookout for someone in need for whom we could be an angel.

   Maybe, just maybe, we will be on the road tomorrow.