We drive on into the night. Not stopping at all. The motorhome has a huge gas tank and a bathroom so we can go for hours without stopping.
With a fully stocked kitchen we can make food on the fly as well. This is pretty cool. We just can't go too fast and the big box is scary to drive in side winds. At about 4am we pull off to the side of the road and take a nap. This is another cool thing about motorhomes you can do this in comfort. In addition to our machete and pellet rifle, we were packing a couple of Glock 9mm's in case any weirdos decided to try to jack us. Sorry anti gunners but in this day and age it's better to be safe than sorry. A motorhome on the side of the road at night out of cell range in the middle of nowhere looks like easy pickings to some banditos.
At about 7am it's bright and sunny and starting to get hot so it's time to hit the road again. I get a text from Chuck, he's at the salt flats already and gone through tech. He is in line to make a run and we are a few hours out still.
Jeff is doing his Abercrombie and Fitch modelling thing.
Christa Kojima still looks pretty happy here. This ended up not being too fun of a trip for her. No one even had much time to talk to her.
Time to eat food on the roll again! Light off the generator and kick up the microwave.