Dell, you are so right.
This trip has served to confirm what I experienced over three decades ago, that the beauty of this country, and more important, the true generosity and kindness of the people in this great country still exists, regardless of the apparent divisions that have been "manufactured" by the politicians and media alike in the past couple of decades.
As it turned out, when I started Sunday moning, after gassing and pumping the suspension, after about 30 miles I felt a wiggle, and when I looked in the rear view mirror I noticed that the suspension had collapsed. I pumped it up again and returned to Flagstaff. I felt that it was time to throw-in the towel and perhaps I should try to ship the Nugget home. I have faculty meetings starting on thursday August 16, so I was running out of time. I went back to Frank's shop. BTW I kept calling Frank, Roger and he never corrected me, so when I apologized to him he acted perplexed, saying that he did not notice. A Class One act.
I called several freight companies, and the least expensive (after a 45% discount) was about $750!
When Frank heard that he offered to put a couple of blocks that would prevent the tires from touching the wheelwell if the air leaked out. As he put it, it will take you home and then you can deal with it. So he had one of his employees, Jim, tack-weld the blocks. As he did so some of the sparks from the welding put a hole in one of the air lines, but fortunately when we installed the air lines the day before, we cut them with extra length, so it was a simple matter of cutting the part that had the whole in it, and reattach it. We pumped it up, and the pressure held. As a matter of fact it held until I got home! This morning it was fully pressurized.
So at 12:30 Flagstaff time I set for home, this time by the fastest route, which meant I-40 to US-93 to Vegas, US-95 to I-80 through Reno to my home. I am not sure of the mileage (rough guess is about 800 miles), but I got home by 2:30 Pacific time. There were a lot of small towns that have speed traps and, as one trucker told me, they will ticket you for going 1 mph over the limit, a slight exageration, I think, but I was not going to find out if it was true or not. It is better to prevent than to lament.
The total mileage for the trip ended up being 10,580 miles.
Today it has been trying to catch up with rest (what's that?) and slowly unpack and get re-oriented with "sedentary" life. In the next few weeks I am hoping to catch up with my web site which has been woefully neglected. There are lots and lots of pictures to go through and chose to post up, and a lot of writing to go with the pictures. To those of you who have been trying to follow events of this trip I deeply apologize, but I will finish it. I have a trove of pictures to sort through and place in sequence and to post them. It will be as doing the trip all over again.
For those of you who might be interested the link is: