So Marty the Owner of Ben's Diesel in Fort Collins Colorado shows up yesterday at around 3PM with the fixed turbo unit. We're ecstatic and can't wait to get on the road. While Marty is working we're cleaning, picking up, securing the Bus for travel, and making arrangments to pick up the Uhaul trailer that the Scion will ride on. Marty gets done, we take it for a Drive with him to make sure it sounds fine this time. I asked Mr. Marty what he thinks could have caused the 2 blown turbos and how we could prevent it happening again. He says it was probably a bad part we received. I said, and I Quote, "Do you think the turbo blowing out 2 times could be a symptom of a bigger problem and we're just putting a bandaid on an open wound?" Marty says No. He's the expert.....
Michelle, Duffy, and I take off on the newly fixed Bus with Big plans to make it to Bosie ID but just happy to be on the road again. We stop at a Tree Growing out of solid rock and found out it's been there since 1867. They built the railroad to intentionally go by it and the Train would stop there so the Fireman could water it with their water buckets.
We were not up to normal speed at this point but I figured slow and steady wins the race and at least were making forward progress. Well that lasted till about 5 miles outside of Laramie Wyoming when the Damn Turbo did it's now all too familiar trick it's now an Expert at performing. It said Wheeeeeee, POOF, crunch, crunch crumble crunch. And I just laughed and thanked GOD that this time we made it over the Crest of the mountain and were now heading down hill for as far as the eye could see.
We coasted to the next exit which had to be 8-9 miles down the highway and What happened to be Right there on that Exit? A Walmart of course! The one place we know we can spend the night with out problems for free. So we made a plan. Sleep the night, unpack the Bus into the car with the essentials, Find outside storage for the Bruised, Broken, and Battered Behemoth, empty the fridge, turn everything off and drive to Seattle in the Scion.
Good News! were now getting 36 miles to the gallon instead of 8 miles to the fried Chicken.
Bad News... Everything we own is in Chyeyenne Wyoming and our Home is in Laramie Wyoming broken.
First we Limped the Bus to the storage at about 20mph on I-80 with Michelle following, flashers on. Again All Down Hill. We spent over 5 hrs packing the car, securing the bus, putting tarps over the AC, fridge vents, and generator. We secured the tire covers with zip ties, cleaned out the fridge and freezer, blocked the wheels, and then Drove 6 hours to Evanston Wyoming about 1hr 20min from Salt Lake City.
Then I treated my baby to a nice Steak Dinner and a night at the Best Western. After being on the Road over a month and living on the bus for the last 3 months this place feels like a palace. We'll be on the road again tomorrow trying to make it to Seattle by this weekend so I can Get on a Jet to fly back to NEW ORLEANS. LOL
Life is an adventure and we're living it to it's fullest, and if you hang out with us you'll get a taste of it too. I may not have made it across the country in the Bus with the 30ft trailer but at least I tried. I'm sure I'm not done with this trip either. I'll pick it up again in the spring. Until then we might have to change the name of this blog to "We Live in a Car." I asked Duffy what he thinks and he said he's cool with it.
Aww this made me both sad and laugh out loud! So sorry to hear that you had to abandon the bus, but your positive attitude about it is awesome. And Duffy is adorable! I've enjoyed reading about your journey, and hope I can see you when you're in town!
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