Last month, we were planning to meet some friends near Big Sur for some hiking and car camping. A great opportunity to test out the van, and see if we even wanted to spend an extended period of time together in the future.
Jason rushed to tune up the van and order tires. As he was about to set off to Oakland to pick up them up, I decided I better follow him. Crossing the Park St bridge out of Alameda a big puff of black smoke came out of the back of the engine and he pulled over. The van is back in our driveway, still without the new tires, but with mystery engine problems and a major transmission leak.
So now I find myself riding with my family, north on 101 to Eureka , in search of our new van.