A month back my dad and I decided we'd fix something in our lives...namely that we hadn't been camping in more than 25 years. So we used the eclipse as an excuse to get him out camping again.
And I just so happen to have a 'lightly' built camping rig. Two weeks ago we went up into the Ochocos and did some scouting near Prineville, which is in the path of totality for the eclipse here in Oregon.
In the last two weeks I've been rushing to fix a few things on the XV3 and get a few things on the truck fixed given that I'm in the valley between invoicing and payday as a freelancer. Mainly I had to pull my driver front tire apart to swap out the TPMS sensor that fell off and was subsequently tumble dried into 10+ pieces before and during Baja.
The truck also has a fairly weird sound while accelerating, which leads me to believe one of the bearings in the drive shaft might by hinky. But I'm pretty much going to give it to the local Cruiser shop and just let them tear the truck apart for a few days and get her all back to tip top shape in september before I drive back down to LA to Pelfreybilt.
Anyways, the point of all this was that for all my frustrations at the platform, what it could and could not do well in Baja, I gotta say everything came together this weekend and I was able to treat my dad to a fairly magical experience camping from saturday until monday for the eclipse. We were definitely camping in style. So much so that the majority of campers in the area were all astronomy buffs and not camping experts, so many came unprepared. So much of my time was spent helping fix other vehicles, help cook for those without proper equipment, and generally helping out others. Our campsite became kind of the town hall for about 20 other groups.
Really, it reminded me why I built the rig. Which is to make amazing experiences. In the span of 1.5 months I've taken the truck through baja, jumping it, and nearly flipping it at 85mph, to camping under an incredibly event of astrological significance.