Inklings

Tag: driving

  • Signs

    I think it’s safe to say that I’ve seen just about every road sign known to the American driver. We navigated through prairies, bad lands, high deserts, forests, mountains, and coastlines. We endured miles of road construction and divided highways. We were warned of falling rocks, steep grades, curves, high winds and animals. We frequented scenic vistas, rest areas, gas stations and lived in motels. After ten days, five states, 3,500 miles, and 55 hours on the road about the only sign I really cared to see was the one that welcomed us back home (my oldest actually gave our house a hug – there’s a good sign). There really is no place like home. It’s good to be back.

  • Hauling

    I’ve often wondered how much work is involved for some people to go on vacation. I can’t even begin to count how many vehicles I passed on this trip that seemed to require EVERYTHING they owned. In some cases I was surprised that the hauler’s house wasn’t also in tow on a flat bed marked OVERSIZE LOAD. Granted, having all the amenities that a souped up RV offers would be nice, but I certainly didn’t envy them having to navigate their six axle convoys through some of the switchbacks in the mountains. I didn’t even want to think about how many miles per gallon they were (or weren’t) getting. I guess as long as we’re all content staying in motels we’ll never have to wonder.