Workampin' in Rio Dell
The First Project was to rehab and reinstall the Entrance Sign. The City of Rio Dell had forced my sister to remove the sign. Her property borders the city property and old campground owners had installed the campground entrance sign on city property. Since it is the city's mission to harass my sister, they made her take it down and so we relocated it across the street.
Sis and I cleaned up the disgusting mess and chugged many margaritas afterwards. Nasty Woman was immediately evicted but the story did not end until May 15th--8 months later!
In typical California-funded social services style, Nasty Woman got herself a free female lawyer who was reportedly canoodling with the local judge and able to maneuver and delay the eviction for EIGHT MONTHS! 8 months! During that time, my sister's professional eviction service to which she paid tons of money, was helpless. Finally, no further delays could be found. Nasty Woman, who had not paid either lease rent or shed rents for 8 months, was manually evicted by the Sheriff. I am told the Park Tenants set up their lawn chairs nearby to watch the eviction.
Nasty Woman cost my sister around $5K in lost revenue and legal fees.
After physical eviction by Sheriff, Nasty Woman was "taken in" by a man on his private property in exchange for ? He kicked her ass out two weeks later. I don't know how he got rid of her but someone towed her out (maybe the man) and she squatted illegally on some commercial property. The business reported her trespass and Nasty Woman went back to the original man who took her in again. The man's sister called Sis a few days ago and asked if she would consider taking Nasty Woman back because she was driving her brother crazy.
Ya can't make this stuff up!
Almost immediately upon our return from Yellowstone, we had our first eviction-- "PsychoGirl". PsychoGirl lied out her ass with a sob story about a relative, who subsequently paid her first month's rent for a trailer she did not own. PsychoGirl is obviously an accomplished manipulator.
A few week's later, it was discovered that PsychoGirl was housing (for money) a homeless girl inside her trailer while she was living elsewhere.
It all came out when HomelessGirl tried to operate the trailer furnace one chilly morning and didn't know how, so she borrowed a phone and called the local Fire Department and said something was wrong with the propane. Fire Department woke the entire park up at 7am rushing to a potentially dangerous situation.
After the "all clear" by Fire Dept, Sis and her manager went down to the PsychoGirl's trailer--rousted HomelessGirl --loaded her luggage into the Prius and offered her a ride to the Police Station. The choice was 1) Ride in a Police car after being reported for trespassing and filing a false report or 2) Ride in a Prius with the park owner with no formal complaint.
PsychoGirl was given appropriate notice of immediate eviction. After the expiration of notice, Sis and I hooked her rig up to a tow vehicle and hauled her trailer off the site and into the "Boneyard" (Storage lot). Incredibly, PsychoGirl showed up just as the trailer was pulling off the site. She wailed and cried and offered a million excuses and promises-- but to no avail. Sis says "Not my problem(s)".
Sis and I are on High Alert on fire prevention--removing fallen pine needles, cutting the dry growth on the wildlife preserve, hiring tree cutters, testing auxilliary fire hoses, removing dead wood "everywhere".
When I am not mowing, Sis and I are busy removing dead wood, stored lumber, firewood and other unidentified wood items into the pickup for disposal. So far, we have made 6 dumps of wood and other debris at the nearby disposal facility. I estimate at least 2 more trips. Oooohhh my aching bones.
And if that wasn't enough...a couple days ago a tenant knocked on our door (a No-No unless your hair is on fire!) and said that another tenant had just dumped 8 large garbage bags of crap behind his RV and left. We shall call this trash-toting tenant "TweakerGuy".
Q: What's the difference between a crackhead and a tweaker?
A: The crackhead will steal your shit and beat feet--the tweaker will steal your shit and then help you look for it.
The tenant got the license number. Sis recognized the vehicle description and knew where the TweakerGuy's girlfriend lived and went there to confront him (small town). TweakerGuy was not there, but the vehicle described and the tag # were identical! Sis told girlfriend what her boyfriend had done and that she could expect a delivery soon.
Finally, a "break" from all this bad stuff. The park has some nice people living here and here is one of them--"Chihuahua Man".
That's enough for this edition.