After a couple of relaxing days at Crooked River State Park it was time to head down to DeLand and the big wedding. Well, MzDazy had a different plan. Not too long after getting up to speed on I95 the oil pressure made a dip. A minute later it dipped a little further. I had a good idea of what this meant and pulled over right away. Sure enough, copious amounts of oil were dripping from the engine. The dipstick was clean……
I added the gallon of oil we had with us and drove fairly slowly to the next exit where there was a truck stop. The mechanics there wanted nothing to do with a bus. After calling just about every mobile mechanic and a few shops, it was unanimous, nobody wanted to work on a bus. I called my favorite diesel mechanic, my nephew Kelly. He suggested filling it with oil and driving the minimum speed on I95 and stop every 25 miles and top it up with oil to get us to Kevin’s for the wedding and hopefully a shop that would work on it. That’s what we did and 115 miles and 7 gallons of oil later, we made it.