I left on this journey September 24, 2020 not realizing that I was in for a protracted battle of wits. My adversaries? My brand new RV, it’s manufacturer, the manufacturer’s parent company, climate change, all terrain vehicles and the RV industry’s scandalous refusal to ensure ready, capable service availability for the avalanche of hastily-constructed product they’ve shipped over the past few years. As far as I can tell having travelled across thousands of miles now, there has been zero increase in repair facilities in spite of record industry growth.
I’ve kept my head down and my ire up. I’ve learned a ton, seen my confidence rise and have refused to remove my boot from the neck of those with the power to makes things right. Beginning yesterday, for the first time, I own a fully-functional RV. (Including a fresh water tank that’s full for the first time. I learned this week that only one of two tanks have been able to be filled. I’ve been running half empty all this time.)
Today is like opening night on Broadway after a year and a half of out of town tryouts. I arrived at my current location last night. I’m about 20 miles from Safford, AZ. A handful of ATVs have raced by (of course) but my nearest neighbor is as far away as a mile or up to five. In any case, I can’t see or hear anyone. The silence is pretty deafening, ATVs aside. Have a look…
I’m on a slow train to Marfa, TX where I’ll be rendezvousing with my great friends Linda & Cliff early next month for a week. None of us have been there, but its reputation precedes it.
My solar system is strong, batteries at about 97 or 98 percent, my fridge no longer belches, my fresh tank is mostly full and the ‘other’ tanks are nice and low. I’ll be staying as long as the tanks hold out, likely 10 days give or take.
And speaking of battles of wits, here’s the best of all time…