It sure feels like it. The bus spewed another leak as I was getting ready to roll south for the Skoolie Palooza in Quartzsite, and after a weekend of consideration, I decided to leave it there, and move on to another vehicle. It has been a very sad week, even tho the bus has given me much grief over the last few months, it WAS my home, and it gave me a TON of freedom and introduced me to a new life. I will miss her greatly.
I sit here typing this in the dark, at the beach house, after a transformer blew, leaving me searching for flashlights. Man I miss the bus. Hooking up solar this week, so I can live comfortably, on the grid.
Went on a quick trip tieing up loose ends and errands around town before moving south, and the oil pressure drops to almost zero. A quick turn into a gas station reveals the worst. Looks like the end of my adventure – the bus has sprung yet ANOTHER leak, one losing oil faster than I can replace it. Wow, this sux so bad! Gonna rent a truck and haul ass to Florida….and get a J.O.B.
Was headed south towards Lake Havasu but decided to slow down near Vegas and see some sights. Never been to Lake Mead, or Hoover Dam, and decided to stretch my legs. The weather has been windy and cold, so no paddling this week. Loading the bike up in the morning and headed further south. Looking for lows in the 40’s, maybe next stop?