The morning did not start out as I intended:)
As I was driving through West Salem to pick up the babysitter, a dog ran out right in front of me. A big black lab. And I rolled it.
I stopped, followed the dog (who seems to be fine) knocked on a couple doors - no one is claiming the dog. I check out the tires on my durango and the whole front end - all are fine so I drive on my merry little way.
12 miles later, the check guages light comes on. 1 mile later, the temperature gauge is up in the EXTREMELY HOT area.
I pull over on 71, call Todd - he's at work 35 miles away in his sprayer. I call the garage right across the street from where I work. They in turn call a towing service for me.
30 min. later - 2 tow trucks show up. 1 dispatched to tow me in, 1 who happened to be driving by. After a little finangling, I ride in in the first tow truck, the second tow truck (which was a flatbed) is behind us with my Durango.
They think I have either a hole in the radiator or a loose hose. Lovely.
I made it to work only an hour late, with a loaner vehicle to use until mine is up and running. Which will hopefully be today yet but if not....at least I can get where I'm going. Although I felt pretty funny driving the loaner up the road 500 feet and parking it for the day - maybe I should have walked - would have been good exercise except for the shoes I have on.
I would have taken pictures of the two tow trucks and my durango, but Interstate 71 was super busy, and I didn't want them thinking I was really wierd.....