We would like to thank everybody who came and supported us this week at our Send Off. We made it about two blocks before we realized that we needed gas, and ended up stopped for an hour at the 7-11 (classic). Then we made it two hours into Idaho before we realized the smoke and awful burning smell billowing out of the back of the bus. Our radiator had exploded. We pulled off the highway onto a stretch known as Idahome, and jumped out to turn off the engine and rescue our bikes. That’s how we ended up on the side of the road washing our bikes at 2:00 in the morning while my dad tried to figure out what to do, and diesel trucks driving past rocking our broken down ride.
When there is nothing else to do, you just go with it. Our final decision was to get as far away from the semis as we could and try to get some rest. Walking onto the bus at 2:30, I was expecting to see the kid’s with wide eyes bombarding us with questions like, “What do we do?” But the bus was silent. They slept through the whole thing! Sprawled all over the couches snoring softly. None of them even moved…