We are stopped at an abandoned gas station. I spray the ground for Dixie to lay in. It's 108 in the shade. I turn on the heater, i pop the hood. The truck is over heating. The dog has puked. The adventure starts..
Sometimes trips don't pan out exactly the way we plan. Sometimes you don't have control over what the future has in store for you. You adapt, you overcome and in the end you still have a good time.
This was our latest trip where we were headed to Utah and ended up on the Pacific coast instead. Trip report here: