goodbye old friend

Yesterday Mike and I went to the impound to get the last of the remains from the truck. Since the accident on Monday, el trucko is going to truck heaven. I know it's just a truck, but it was also a way of life. It took us on the most hairball 4wheel-drive roads you could imagine. It's driven across big streams, driven us thousands of miles, provided warm shelter during rainy and cold festivals, camped with us nearly every weekend in the summer. It was a camper's dream with a double futon that fit perfectly in the back, fully stocked with an egg crate mattress, down comforter, and several pillows. Camping for us was stylish and easy, just drive up and start the fire. (Ugh, I'm going to have to remember how to enjoy a tent again.) El trucko, you will be missed. You spoiled us real good.

El trucko will not be replaced. With our little one on the way it's family car time. Like I said, we are saying goodbye to a way of life.