<-- A nice RV we saw at the tire shop. This trip gave us a new appreciation of RVs, although we still think those really massive ones are a bit ridiculous. A small, self contained one like this seems to be the most convenient.
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We woke up to a grey morning
and I crawled under the bus and basically disabled the #3 cylinder. To
do this I removed the pushrods, disconnected the sparkplug, and
unplugged the fuel injector. I started the bus and was shocked at how
well it ran! Of course when we got on the road it had absolutely no
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Our first stop was at a tire
shop to get a new set of tires, which set us back $240 after mounting
and balancing. We then got back on the interstate and headed for
Denver. Our speed was reduced by the fact that we now only had three
cylinders, but my mind was more at ease since the burnt valve was less
likely to snap off and immediately destroy the engine. Also, for some
reason that I don't yet understand, it ran much better that way! Still,
unless we were going downhill top speed was 45 - 50 mph. <-- A nice RV we saw at the tire shop. This trip gave us a new appreciation of RVs, although we still think those really massive ones are a bit ridiculous. A small, self contained one like this seems to be the most convenient. |
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Colorado just got prettier and
prettier the farther away from Kansas we got. In all fairness to
Kansas, it would probably have been a really nice place had we not been
on the interstate. After all, Iowa and Nebraska ended up being pretty
nice... Just the same I felt worse about worse about passing through
Colorado so quickly than I did about Kansas. We will return once our
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We passed through Denver rush
hour traffic and stopped at a truck stop for a while, where I called the
bank to see why our cards weren't working. It seems Mastercard got
hacked and some of the numbers at our bank had been compromised, so
they shut off all the cards. Didn't help us much except to reassure us
that Homeland Security hadn't decided that Anu was a terrorist or
something. |
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We pressed on into Wyoming. All
along the way we saw tonnes of motorcycles headed to Sturgis, where we
had been just a few weeks ago. The festivities there where just about
to start. |
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Once again we drove until after
dark and ended up camping by a reservoir this time, but at least it was a
state park rather than an RV parking lot. |