We set out for the Grand Canyon, finally freed from the chains of mechanical maintenance, performance was…not great. Frankly, it was worse than before things started going wrong. We were the slowest thing on the road, but we were moving again. I could deal. Too much sitting. Dachary wasn’t thrilled, but she knew how frustrated I’d been with giving up so much of our trip to the van so she was willing to go along with it, until the squealing.

It all started with the gas cap bodge. The rest of our race across the country to get to Flagstaff in time for Overland Expo became one long series of increasingly urgent mechanical issues.

It’s that time again. Time for the Corporate Runaways to set out on another adventure. It’s another little one this time; just 6-8 thousand miles around the US.