We arrived at the dealer this morning, and Dustin took good care of us. He escorted us to a nice lounge with a café, and we enjoyed cappuccinos while the technicians determined the problem (you really can’t beat Mercedes waiting areas!). Tim had done some research last night, and his diagnosis was confirmed. The issue was a clogged diesel particulate filter. It was a relatively simple fix that was covered under our warranty. Dustin then advised us to drive the RV at highway speeds for at least one-half hour to blow out the rest of the ash buildup.
We left the dealer around noon and headed for the interstate. We had originally planned to head toward the west coast and follow back roads northward through old Florida. Unfortunately, we had to scrap those plans. High speeds and back roads just don’t go together.
I can’t tell you how lucky we were that this happened while we were in Tampa. Finding Sprinter service locations is not always easy, as they are typically few and far between. Being able to get an appointment in less than twenty-four hours was also amazing to me. The Mercedes dealer could not have been more accommodating, and we were in and out in just over two hours. Having to revise our plans was a small price to pay for a quick resolution to our problem.
We drove northward for about an hour and then decided to detour toward the west coast and Crystal River. We found a nice, old Florida campground on Lake Rousseau and decided to stop for the day. It seems to be a great place to just chill out for a bit.
|This Reminds Me of Old Florida|
|Kitty and Tim Enjoying the Lake|
|It's Been a Long Day|
|I Want That Squirrel|
|You're Not Going to Get Me|
|A Big Scratching Post|
|Is It Spring?|