The remainder of our trip today was uneventful, and we are now in the parking lot at PEDCO in Santa Fe Springs (map).
We spent about an hour just shooting the breeze with Virgil Cooley, the proprietor. I had met Virgil at a few rallies, and I knew he had a couple dozen people working for him, but I was unprepared for the scale of the shop. It's quite large, with several service bays, and an enormous warehouse of engines and parts.
Tomorrow morning the service manager will have a look at our engine bay and decide when to schedule the work. Once they open things up, Odyssey can't move again until they are done, so they want to schedule things so they can have us in a good position before they start.
Virgil is confident he can have us done by next Friday.
Once they get us parked, and we see how much work we have to do in the bedroom to provide them with access, we will probably pull out the bikes, and head off to some of the local attractions. Disneyland is celebrating its 50th anniversary this year, and, even though we just had our fill of its Florida counterpart, we'd like to stop in while the festivities are in progress. We also have a local club we can patronize, and we've never seen the Getty Museum. Since LA is never on the top of our list of places to visit, we'll take advantage of this forced downtime to see those things that are here.
I am hoping that we will still be able to get on-line wherever they park us. The spot we are in now has a clear view of the sky, but we are right on the edge of the footprint, and getting the bird to sync up was a challenge. In any case, we're not going to challenge any propsed parking spot based on satellite access, so if this is my last post in a while, you'll know why...
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