Geez where are they taking me. Everytime I get out of the truck I'm expecting to be back home. But noooooo, they have gone mad and appears they are looking for the perfect spot to leave me. Just the other day while walking out of front of them while hiking in the forest I turned to look and they were gone. Not once but twice!!! I came back running only to find them hiding behind trees. I'll never see home again. Then they took me to a town called Durango, I think it's a place where you can give away dogs. Mom let numerous people pet and talk to me but no one would take me. Every chance I can foil their efforts is another chance of making it home. Please post my picture on something if I don't make it back. All is lost..... sigh!
Thursday June 4 CRAP! Best way of describing our first day, a long day. We did a shake down ride a week or so prior to this trip and knew things weren't perfect with the truck/trailer combo. We had problems with the handling of the trailer at speeds over 60 mph but thought it was manageable at a lower speed. Well on our shake down ride we had loaded the motorcycles and the generator, but once fully loaded things got worse. Stopped at a Lowes and bought 6 bags of gravel to help distribute the weight better, it was an improvement, but not great. After 8 hours we bought 4 more bags and that was a major improvement. Stayed at Bootheel camp ground in Missouri, the reviews said peaceful and quite. Not sure where that reviewer lives but we are a couple hundred yards from an interstate hwy, maybe the constant sounds of semis through the night was their idea of peaceful white noise. Diamond bound in the morning! Stephanie plans on finding one bigger than the Hope Diamond.
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