Leg One: Terre Haute

This wasn’t my best day driving Ernie, I’ll admit that. Rust wasn’t the problem. Abysmal road conditions and heavy traffic, however, combined to make this 300-mile run challenging and unpleasant.

Interstate 70 is in the worst condition that I’ve ever seen it. I hit potholes so bad that our Garmin dashcam recorded them as incidents (crashes) — eight times. Mid-week commercial truck traffic was at its peak, requiring constant attention (and no wandering).

Worst of all, I didn’t have my partner and navigator in the co-pilot’s seat. Deb and the dogs followed behind me in the SilverSilverado. We kept in touch via handheld GMRS radios, occasionally opting for cell phones. That worked well, actually.

We’re stopped for the night at a familiar place, a campground we’ve visited twice before, the park where Dipstick met his donkeys in May and March. Tomorrow we’ll press farther west, aiming for a spot on the other side of The Big River.

Take care of yourselves, Patriots. Stay calm. Stay sharp. Stay free.

#WiseUp #LibertyOrDeath

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