What wild hair got into me!? Sooooo, load up the trailer in the pouring rain and hail, snag a buddy to help and drive 38 miles one way in the 66 and end up at an Idaho wrecking yard in 8" of water, compacted snow and sheets of ice and pot hole central to snag the box van body. They load it on, reload it, and we cinch her down with one strap so I can let the wreckers out (I'm blocking the only way out).
Everyone has now come out to watch the poop show about to happen as I attempt to crawl out of the muck and ice, pop it into to 4wd, granny first and what do you know? She pulled the trailer and box van body like it was nothing. Guys all around where saying stuff like, "holy sh!t, I can't believe it." I was pretty proud right about then.
So I pulled forward and finish strapping the box down and then try to back up- no problem. Done and done. Pull her to the entrance, get out and go pay. Bam. We're on our way.
45 mph all the way home and still raining like crazy, soaking wet. We make it.
Crazy part? Roughly two hours there and back, but to get it from the front street to the back yard by the shop, out of the way- 2 and a half hours! It was TIGHT!
I fed my buddy lunch (Zips Burgers) and my wife made him and his young son dinner, two beers. What a frickin ride!
Just after I snap the pic of the whole thing, I turn around and see this:
Ugh. Inside the office, they say the Widetrack Cherokee chief i saw last time is for sale. Ugh.
Meanwhile, were on the road looking for the dump to clean out the box and the dump is closed (a ton of wet carpet is inside the box). I see this when I go to turn around the truck:
So, all in all, a fun, productive President's Day.
I did see this back in Spokane:
I need one more beer.
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