The last few days have been big for Norman Clyde. We slept under his roof for the last time Friday. Saturday he rolled a 100,000 miles on the way to his parking spot. Sunday we moved out. Our year of van dwelling is coming to an end. But much like the real life Norman Clyde our adventures will continue. Sadly our van won’t make the trip, left parked in the hills awaiting our return.
So with the inside cleaned out it was only fitting that we gave ole Norman a bath. It had been since March, if you don’t count the May monsoons of Colorado. There was pine sap on the roof. Acorns stuck in the rear bumper. Mormon crickets splattered across the grill. Mud from FS Road 9 in the wheel wells. Take some time off buddy, you earned it.