patrick66
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I've been pondering life and all that that entails this past year. My wife and I had a Cancun trip tentatively scheduled for this past week, back in June. But, life kept throwing **** at me (house A/C repair, truck axle repair, car water pump and heater hoses, work on my son's truck and more) which dwindled my trip account quite a bit. So, I cancelled with no penalties; that worked out well, since Cancun has been inundated with rain from Ian. Now, we're looking at a late March '23 trip, before all the insanity that is Spring Break happens. Be that as it may...
My wife is not big at all about road trips, these days, for several reasons. I've been considering a road trip in either the Coronet or the Imperial, solo, for a two-week adventure to wherever I point the car. I have a tent, air mattress, sleeping bag, backpack, fishing gear, and all the things I need to comfortably camp wherever. Either car is quite capable of such a trip. Obviously, such a trip would be close to the beaten path. "Get busy livin' or get busy dyin'!" is a great movie quote, and one I intend to take to heart. I'd probably drive the Coronet. I've owned that literally my entire adult life. I'd love for my wife to go with, but she just doesn't do riding or driving well these days, regardless of the vehicle. I figure if I did this, she could go to Florida with a couple of her friends and hang out at the beach, sipping margaritas and power-tanning. Chick stuff. We'll still go to Cancun, of course.
My brother died at 62. I'm the same age now. My little sister is a year younger and is in ill health. Sixty-two should not be an expiration or "use-by" age.
I've done several long road trips in the Coronet; some were nearly 2,500 miles or more. Those were all before I turned 25, and before I got married. I guess it'll all be predicated on the price of fuel then, among other variables.
I don't believe I'm being selfish in wanting to do this. Ten to 14 days of solitude and reflection. Catch some bass or a couple of trout. All that time with no radio or TV, with the cellphone available for emergencies. The rumble of Chrysler big-block goodness. Roll 2,000 to 4,000 miles on the odometer. Stay wherever.
My Dad waited way too long to do the motorhome thing with Mom. He got very sick about two weeks into their trip. Mom didn't drive. So my wife and I drove to their rescue in western Missouri and drove their rig back to Oklahoma. They stayed for seven months, which was fine. I could tell Dad was upset about not being able to finish his dream trip, though. I don't want to be that.
The things I ponder...
Anyone else have similar thoughts???
My wife is not big at all about road trips, these days, for several reasons. I've been considering a road trip in either the Coronet or the Imperial, solo, for a two-week adventure to wherever I point the car. I have a tent, air mattress, sleeping bag, backpack, fishing gear, and all the things I need to comfortably camp wherever. Either car is quite capable of such a trip. Obviously, such a trip would be close to the beaten path. "Get busy livin' or get busy dyin'!" is a great movie quote, and one I intend to take to heart. I'd probably drive the Coronet. I've owned that literally my entire adult life. I'd love for my wife to go with, but she just doesn't do riding or driving well these days, regardless of the vehicle. I figure if I did this, she could go to Florida with a couple of her friends and hang out at the beach, sipping margaritas and power-tanning. Chick stuff. We'll still go to Cancun, of course.
My brother died at 62. I'm the same age now. My little sister is a year younger and is in ill health. Sixty-two should not be an expiration or "use-by" age.
I've done several long road trips in the Coronet; some were nearly 2,500 miles or more. Those were all before I turned 25, and before I got married. I guess it'll all be predicated on the price of fuel then, among other variables.
I don't believe I'm being selfish in wanting to do this. Ten to 14 days of solitude and reflection. Catch some bass or a couple of trout. All that time with no radio or TV, with the cellphone available for emergencies. The rumble of Chrysler big-block goodness. Roll 2,000 to 4,000 miles on the odometer. Stay wherever.
My Dad waited way too long to do the motorhome thing with Mom. He got very sick about two weeks into their trip. Mom didn't drive. So my wife and I drove to their rescue in western Missouri and drove their rig back to Oklahoma. They stayed for seven months, which was fine. I could tell Dad was upset about not being able to finish his dream trip, though. I don't want to be that.
The things I ponder...
Anyone else have similar thoughts???
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