The AlCan roads continued to be positively lunar, the way back every bit as murderously potholed as the way up. With each bounce and jostle, Miracle winced in pain and I apologized—to her, to the bus, to Jolene, to the cars stacked up behind us. At least we had some good seats.
I noticed the engine acting a little funny when we pulled into Anchorage a couple weeks ago; it would diesel when I shut it off and when I turned it on, it took a few cranks to turn over. Our ever-trusty hometown VW guru, Norm, said it might be points. Fortunately, before heading north onContinue reading “Tok: Tim, Maria, and Randy”
We were driving down Highway 1, just south of the famed Big Sur section—claimed to be the most scenic drive in all of the US. I love a good drive with curves and inclines and scenery. Bridges are a plus. And I love the opportunity to pull out on the berm for a vista. AndContinue reading “Risk (part 1 of 4)”
Thirty-one states and 20,000 miles under our belts. This has been our route since January 1st. That big northward spike? That was our now-infamous engine breakdown. We booked it southward and stayed in St. Louis with our now dear friends, then trotted east with the good weather, only to be waylaid by faulty brakes. WeContinue reading “New Mexico”
After the breakdown in Florida, we really thought this bus venture of ours would be over. Finances are tight on the road and podcasting is not exactly a gold mine. As I ran the diagnostics on Adie at that gas station just outside of Sopchoppy, Florida, I had the sinking feeling that we had reachedContinue reading “Keep on keepin’ on”
When we set out on our great bus adventure we had a budget—a budget that included a column for catastrophic breakdowns. But, now as we are five months into the adventure, and on our third motor, we are feeling the squeeze of the budget. We came very close to calling it quits when we brokeContinue reading “Help get us farther down the road”
Neil is a beast. A road warrior. Cannonball Run has got nothing on him. We made it to Minnesota just as the sun went down and the temperature with it. We pushed the bus off the trailer in subzero temperatures. As I pushed the bus up the driveway, I slipped on the ice and NeilContinue reading “Made it to Minnesota (again)”
Last we left off, the engine had broken and our friend, Neil, came to fetch us south of Tallahassee. As we pulled away, I looked in the mirror and noticed that our trailer had a flat. Like a flat flat. Like it was squishy and plumed out on the packed sand road.
Neil arrived! We haven’t seen our dear friend and one-time roommate since we rolled through Ohio after the last engine rebuild. As I mentioned yesterday, he is about to cart us and the bus all over the damned country.
Maybe you’ve noticed some backsliding on our blog as of late. That’s because we had a major breakdown. I’ll spare you all the technical stuff and just say this: a part broke in the engine that will be a major and not-easy repair. For those of you playing along at home, this is the secondContinue reading “The kindness of our friends”