Bryce to Ogden ...and F-35s

Whaddup Chroniclers?

Are you sitting there with your Joe? Somebody remind me of the day…yesterday we left Bryce Canyon. It was a travel day. Today is a travel day too. We’re still using I-15 to work our way toward Wyoming. If you’re trying to plot where we spent the night, look up Riverside RV Resort in South Weber, UT.

Actually, not a bad place to shack up for the night. Very clean, spacious campsites, with nice grassy areas. And they were prepped for us. We called ahead to warn them. One thing that we’ve learned, we need to let a resort know that the circus is coming to town and about what time we’re arriving. As you can probably imagine, it takes a great deal of choreography to maneuver seven big rigs down a city street and into any resort. Resorts are generally geared at getting one or two customers at their counter and in their driveways at a time. We literally create a log jam no matter where we go.  Whether it’s stopping for gas, stopping at rest areas, and pulling in for the night.

This morning was interesting to say the least. McCroc said he felt like Joe Pesci in “My Cousin Vinny” when at 6:05 precisely, four F-35 Raptors took off from Hill AFB. For those of you who aren’t in the know, fighter jets in afterburner are significantly louder than any commercial jet leaving LAX. For your hero and the New Guy, quite a thrill. We love fast jets, Ray Ban sunglasses, 501s and Ninja motorcycles. McCroc? Not so much. 

Speaking of the New Guy (AKA E.B.), he wanted me to mention sandwiches. There, I did it. I mentioned sandwiches. Are you happy, New Guy? Let me add this: the drivers are considering unionizing against the New Guy, because of unfair labor standards. The New Guy insists on long hours behind the wheel with little to no compensation for overtime and not allowing proper breaks. Oh, and sandwiches. There I said it twice.

Gotta get started. I don’t want the New Guy to see me sitting around enjoying myself.

Travel days are not very exciting, just 300 miles of road.  Yeah, I’m still trying to catch the Centurion slipping.  He’s gonna catch the smoke.

One band, one sound.

Drink ‘em if you got ‘em!

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