So Long Old Friend

Today Brian and I sold my Jeep. This brings a tear to my eye. When I arrived in Alaska three years ago I thought it would be great to have a Jeep to drive around town. So we bought one. And it's been fun, but it's time to move on. There have been so many good times with you jeep I cannot even count. But I'll try.

Remember all those times you bounced me on the ice and into next lane while driving on the highway?

Or the time when your brakes went out and the pedal went to the floor while I was driving down Abbot Road?

Ooo! Or remember when we were driving along the Seward Highway to go ice climbing and your wipers kept icing up and I couldn't see the road at all? That was awesome.

Oh and remember when you failed the emissions test and we found out you had been spewing exhaust into the car for who knows how long? For that I want to say...thank you.

Oh yeah, remember when we were zooming down Arctic Valley Road and we hit a bump that caused me to loose control of you and we ended up in that ditch? We had a good laugh in that ditch, didn't we?

But alas, it's time to say goodbye. It's time to move on to more practical vehicles. Yeah I used the word practical. I have reluctantly added that word to my vocabulary this month. I have jumped on the "used Subaru" Alaskan bandwagon. And I'm liking it. It's nice to know that my car will not spontaneously try to push me off the road, and that I actually get to be in control of the steering.

So the jeep will be gone on Friday and I can have peace of mind now knowing that I am safer on the road. I guess this being practical stuff does have some value.