04/05/2022
Repost from the wife,
This is a love letter to the imperfect but dependable old truck carrying us safely from place to place.
This weekend we finally made it out to the wilderness so we could bring her off-road and across the desert of .
We ran over 80 miles of trails, witnessed views of the park so many people miss out on, and spent time disconnected from the rest of the world and reconnected with each other.
This truck needs new bumpers, plenty of bodywork, a new tail light (as you can see in this photo), and the fuel injection pump (or something - I am a little limited on the mechanical stuff, lol) replaced, but she's come a long way since sitting in the front yard of our house on the very busy road for 6 years, embarrassing me to no end, haha.
With the help of friends, family, and even an ex, we got her back up and running and she's taken us over 8,500 miles through all weather and all terrain.
She's rocked my babies to sleep on long travel days and held space for meaningful conversations between Jesse and me.
She's driven us through 5 Harry Potter books on and interesting stories on .
Her make for a comfortable drive and our tent she carries allows us to ditch the camper on weekends.
This truck was an exciting post-deployment purchase for Jesse back in 2008, was a staple of our road-tripping summer together in Alaska, and brought us from AK to CT over 9 days in the middle of winter as we solidified our future together. We settled down to buy a house and have kids, and that poor truck just sat, waiting patiently to be fixed up, so she could bring us on adventures again.
I sometimes feel guilty that we ditched her
for so long in exchange for kids and housework and life, but she's like a giving tree... a steadfast figure, always waiting patiently for us without bitterness.
She's not like all the pretty tow rigs we so often see, but she also tends to earn us envious comments from people who know what an old can accomplish.