Saturday morning and we roll out of the badlands. The other day we were playing in the jeep and found that 35mph on washboard gravel was better than 5mph. Shall we carry that philosphy over to the 40ft motorhome? I believe so. Balls out down the gravel road and things are going well. We see some people we met the night before in another RV crawling across the washboard. This gentleman stopped by with his kids the night earlier and I basically blew him off. I was hot, tired, and in no mood to chit chat. Shame on me. I constantly forget that we are on this trip to meet new people and talk to them about their lives. He finishes his quick hello and moves on. Then we meet again on this god forsaken road and I pull up next to him. " I don't know about you guys but we found that 30 mph works better for us to stay on top of the bumps" I blare out the passenger window. He smiles back and says " Yeah we'll give it a shot". I tear ass up the road with Roo at full steam. The guy behind me follows suit. Nine miles later and we are at the paved road. Dust found it's way through the engine doghouse cracks (thingy that covers the engine in the back) and covers the back bedroom.
Two miles down the road and we stop for construction. The guy behind me bounces out and runs up to the window, hands me a bag of coffee and introduces himself. Turns out he runs a coffee producer, retailer, and restaurant in Milwaukee. www.anodynecoffee.com