All ashore who's going ashore!
We made it to the first resting destination, a day late but safe and sound. It is a pain driving with that trailer! Just a couple miles from my son's home, about 1/2 mile from my exit, I had my only significant problem. There was a 4x4 in my lane, and I tried to slow down and change lanes, but slowing with the trailer without sending it into a jackknife was tough, and not a single vehicle would let me move to the other lane, so I gritted my teeth, gripped the steering wheel, and rode it out, praying for no flat tires or dented rims. I guess the prayer, so quickly uttered, worked, because there was no damage and the car stayed on the road. At my son's I opened the trailer with some trepidation, but everything was still in place, and it appears that even the house plants were not damaged. I'm surprised, because it was one helluva jolt.
Last night I was treated to a home-cooked, authentic Mexican meal and a couple glasses of wine. I slept like a rock, and woke refreshed, if stiff in the much overworked muscles. Hopefully, those will be rested up when I get done with the last leg of the journey, so I can make them sore again with unloading!
I will probably not check in again at my next oasis at my brother’s home in Texas. I’ll probably be back online late in the coming week in New Mexico. Until then . . . .