Well if you have been reading along I said the a good plan goes to crap with the first shot.
Well things started great, fairly early start, two travel cups and a thermos full of hot coffee and off we went. Planning on making Amarillo by tonight.
Well Karyn summed it up pretty well in a text to my kids and other assorted relatives, so I’ll just copy and paste her writing.
I’m not going to live this one down.
Thursdays morning adventure! Had a great night sleep plugged in at a really nice, yet inexpensive, RV Park south of Moab in Monticello. John raved about how great the bathrooms were, clean, nice, so this morning he did his business, shaved, we vowed to come again.
Got going with coffee in hand, and just as we were almost pulling out into the highway, he decided to visit the head one more time. Biscuit and I stayed in the truck, John came out and away we went. Basically, 8:10.
Beautiful countrysides, we decided to gas up in Cortez 60 miles away. So, we pull into a Chevron and he goes for his wallet that’s in his shirt pocket… which he does not have on anymore… Karyn where’s my shirt? Look on the backseat, Biscuit where’s my shirt? She shrugs. Must be in the trailer. Of course. Nope! He left it hanging on a hook in bathroom stall #3 in Monticello!
We called. There was a person showering in #3. She said she’d sit outside and call us back. We started heading that way. We had no idea our plan to come back sometime would be so soon. Credit cards, money, driver’s license… nightmare of difficulty looming. She called, she had it, we got there, thanked her profusely, and we headed back to Cortez where we regassed up. 3 hours later, so much for the early start. It cost us about 4 hours actually
We’re about an hour out of Albuquerque. Trucking’ on. Still planning on Amarillo Texas tonight. Gosh! This country!
We’re at McD’s. Gonna push on a bit. I’ve got something to tease him about for the rest of our lives. He’s never done anything like that before. So unlike Pop.
