From Alexandria, VA to Madison, VA
Trip Start Aug 19, 2006
55Trip End Oct 30, 2006
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Photojournalist, primary driver of the vehicle
Photo Assistant, in-charge-of-audio, control freak, organizer
The Gulfstream Amerilite 21MB LE travel trailer we purchased from RV Wholesalers (who I would NEVER recommend but that's another story) after copious amounts of internet research and a few walk-throughs of actual models at various RV sales outlets between Seattle, WA and Portland, OR on a previous trip.
A 1985 Toyota LandCruiser complete with all the testosterone items, including: Old Man Emu suspension system, ARB bull bars, 10,000 lb. Warn winch, custom roof rack and side steps on driver's side rear body, separate deep-cycle marine battery on an isolator, and XM radio.
After months of planning, weeks of modifications and packing Bokeh, our depart date arrived. Our goal was to be on the road (first stop Madison, VA, to visit my mother) by 4:30pm. HA! After a teary goodbye with the kitties by me, we prepared to leave the driveway. First let me explain our "driveway." We have a gravel area in our back yard that Chris drives Blue up over the rather substantial curb. Why the City of Alexandria has not fined us or given us what they call an apron is beyond me, but I digress.
To facilitate getting the trailer back out of the driveway over the curb, we had John build us "ramps." So, Chris backs Blue up over the ramps, and we (Chris) begin the laborious effort of hooking up Bokeh. I'm trying to be useful, so I get the ramps from the curb and put them in the garage. Chris finishes and begins to drive off the curb. I'm worried because the hitch is almost scraping the ground, and Chris can't figure out what's going on until he realizes that I removed the ramps! As we like to say around here, DUMBASS!!! I'm mortified. Now we gotta go back into the house, get the key to the garage, get the ramps back out and get the rig out of the street where it is now blocking traffic. Then we gotta put the ramps back in the garage, lock it up, put the key back in the house. Okay, so now we're off... to the bank. As we pull up to the bank, to make a deposit and get some cash, we're looking at the rig and seeing that it looks like a bad cartoon. The truck's hind end is significantly lower than the front end, and the trailer's front end is significantly lower than the back end. I ask, "hey, where's the Equal-i-zer(tm) hitch?" Chris answers that it didn't seem like it fit, so he didn't use it. Hmmmmmmmmm. But it's now 10:30 pm on a Saturday night and the RV place out in Manassas is closed. Well, let's just make it to my mom's, we agree. So, we move the stuff in the back of the truck to the back of the trailer and tell ourselves that it will be okay.