Going, going, gone...

I was driving to Provo on Monday when the Hyundai started struggling up the hills. But we made it to Hwy 6 and cruised down the mountain into Spanish fork with no problems. I stopped at Sams Culb to do some shopping, got back in the car and on the freeway. I started to accelerate and... and...nothing there. No zip, no guts, nothing. With my foot to the floor I was topping out at 25 mph. Hmmm...put on flashers and poke along until the next exit- just 2 miles that seemed like an eternity.

I called Randy and he came and looked at it and suggested we take it to his mechanic. We took all the back roads to it and the mechanic took it for a test drive and said he'd give me the (bad) news tomorrow. Well- we got the news today...$3500. to fix it up. There's just not one thing wrong (which we had guessed) but a plethora of things. It's a miracle it's kept running at all. between clogged carburetors, linking oil coils, gaskets, oh and a timing belt- all of which you have to basically dismantle the car to get to.

So tomorrow we're going to go get it and bring it home and park it, and decide what to do with it. We'll haul it on a trailer back-easier than towing- I've had my share of those adventures. So we're down to the gas hog truck- Tom wants to look for a motorcycle to just run back and forth on during the summer. I'm not overly fond of driving on the freeway and highway on one, but Milburn road or state street here locally I'm okay with.

On a happier note, Hank is doing much better- he's actually walking around and somewhat back to his ole self. But he goes around quietly bah-ing for Patches & Bitsy- wondering where they've gone.

We've been clean, clean, cleaning at the house trying to get ready to move back in there this weekend-Slowly the snow line is receding back- yah! I can see grass!