The good ole fourth of July. It is my favorite holiday. Caleb and I have spent this holiday apart for the last two years due to travel and work and all of that dumb adult stuff that we have to do sometimes. But this year.. This year was different. We were going to have close to a full week together in Big Red and I couldn't have been more excited. Of course, in true Laura fashion, things went wrong and plans changed. We had a campsite reservation just north of Grand Rapids, Michigan Sunday night and the following days were going to be Upper Peninsula state forest camping. We decided to take the Africa Twin with us on the Versa-Haul to be our commuter vehicle. That is so much easier than packing up camp just to go sight seeing. The big bike is definitely a load on the back, but everything was within the weight limits of the hitch and the hauler. We had just left home and hit a small construction site in the road. The kind where they leave a big bump down and a big bump up. Yo...
To Savannah and back was the plan. It was going to be a six day road trip through the southeast. A part of the country that I had not seen before. We were packed and ready to hit the road the morning after Christmas. We piled into to the van and wouldn't you know it, it wouldn't start. The battery was dead. Caleb did quick work getting us jumped and off we went! The interstate is about 5 minutes from our house and was the next stop (literally). We made one turn and basically everything in the van shifted to the other side. We made a quick stop on the side of the interstate to secure everything and away we went! If you have ever traveled with me, you know that I have bad travel luck. I have delayed flights. I have canceled flights. I hit ridiculous traffic jams. I have terrible hotel rooms. It never fails. Things just go wrong. The way the morning started should have been the warning for the rest of the trip. While nothing terrible happened, nothing went as planned. Let...