It's 2 p.m. and we just passed Salem, Oregon. A bit of tension this morning as we wrapped things up at home and crammed the last few items in the van, but by 8:45 we were rolling. The van, never exactly a spritely or powerful vehicle, is manning-up nicely wth this load. Just kick it down to third on the steeper hills and all is well.
Yesterday was all about packing. Got the motorcycle in OK but there are only two D-rings in the box. The rub rails along the inside are set up for straps, not ropes or hooks. I had to bend some coat hangers into hoops and slip them through the slots to provide a place to hook onto. The motorcycle, mountain bike, toolbox, loading ramp and riding gear appear to be traveling well. We are working our way through a bag of Werthers candies and I can see the nine pounds I've lost since I laid off the Costco peanuts and McDoubles coming back.
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Reading about this is making me nostalgic for touring in old blue! Nothing quite like an astrovan on the highway headed somewhere new. Hope you guys are having a great night in Ashland!
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