It was time to start south to try to keep ahead of the cold. Joani planned on breaking up the trip to the L.A. area by staying overnight at a Pilot Truck Stop. As it turned out, it could not have worked out better. The Pilot at the highway 46 intersection with I-5 turned out to be only 207.3 miles (5,780.6 trip/65,261.7 total), but some of those were hard fought miles and the stop was more than welcome.
San Luis Reservoir was obviously way below capacity.
My heart goes out to the valley farmers. Water determines their livelihood and they are being starved.
How cool! Makes me want to shop at a Save Mart!
It never occurred to us that we picked the Sunday after Thanksgiving for our moving day.
We were on our way to overnight at a Pilot Truck Stop, so what's the hurry?
We had some nice scenery as we crawled down I-5.
The Pilot was huge and surprisingly uncrowded. We fueled the coach and parked for the night. We walked across the street for a burger and, on the way back, we noticed a continuous line of lights far off into the distance. Then it hit us, the lights were cars on the Interstate and, at 9:00 in the evening, they were barely moving.
There was another coach next to us when we got back to our coach and, because they were parked in the opposite direction, we could both safely extend our bedroom slides (without fear of a truck clipping them in the night). The guy next to us had traveled from the south and made it 160 miles in 7 hours, while we had covered our 207 miles in 5 and a half hours (see, it can always be worse!)
There was another coach next to us when we got back to our coach and, because they were parked in the opposite direction, we could both safely extend our bedroom slides (without fear of a truck clipping them in the night). The guy next to us had traveled from the south and made it 160 miles in 7 hours, while we had covered our 207 miles in 5 and a half hours (see, it can always be worse!)
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