Last Friday, 10/25, was my last day as expected. On Saturday I finished final packing, loaded up the truck, put the LT and more boxes on the trailer behind it, cleaned the apartment, then headed north for Ohio.
I was driving a pickup truck loaded to the brim with boxes, plastic totes and clothes, and pulling a trailer with the LT and other boxes. The truck's fuel economy is poor to begin with and when you add highway speeds and all this stuff it was even worse. Now... there is a very long stretch of interstate south of Meridian, MS where there aren't many exits, and the few that are there don't have gas stations. The low-fuel idiot light came on, and I started sweating bullets as I watched the gauge drop. Can you see where this is going? Yeh, I ran out of gas about a mile south of Meridian - within sight of a gas station. Walking to get gas was not an option because the truck died on the approach to a bridge with no shoulder. I pulled over just before the bridge, where was a shoulder to park on and called AAA; they brought some gas to me and were nice enough not to laugh.
Anyway, after an hour delay of game I was back on the road. Fortunately, that was the only "excitement" on the trip home.
A few hours later I stopped for the night and then finished the trip home Sunday afternoon. My wife and I unpacked everything into the barn, where it sits awaiting dispersal into the house or moving to another apartment, depending on the outcome of the next gig.
Here's the front half of the "convoy". You can't see it, but the truck cab was loaded to the brim.
Here's the classy LT on a plain-Jane trailer with junk in boxes. Not the best way to transport these wonderful machines but it worked just fine.
All's well that ends well. I am back home for at least this week and maybe a few days next week. This gives me time to start the annual leaf clean-up and other some other outdoor chores that have been waiting for me.