Zombie Land

I feel like I just escaped the plot of a horror movie. Or as Kimberly appropriately said lets get out of zombie land! A closed gas station, with no others for 30 miles in either direction was the location. To truly get a feel for the sketchiness of this place, gas was priced a dollar more per gallon than anywhere else we have seen in the US, and upon peering in the window a sign said local calls only was placed above a string tied to a can with a cow skull sitting next to it. Lastly today’s business hours were 8:00 to 12:30 then 3:30 to 5, this is a gas station right off the interstate with exit sings saying gas and food… someone needs to get better.

The Cast included Marilyn and Myself, Jonny from Chicago who like us had his gas light on, Kimberly from Sun Valley who had luckily just stopped to clean her windshield, and last but certainly not least the group milling about a decrepit RV with the plan to wait till morning for the gas station to reopen. That plan wasn’t sitting well with Jonny or us and luckily Kimberly didn’t feel like letting us make the local news with the latest triple homicide. So she suggested we all pin it back down the high way 30 miles to the nearest gas station. Needles to say I didn’t think we were going to make it! On the drive out to BC my car barely got 400 km to a tank, and after a new air filter I was luckily to get 500 km. Now with my car fully loaded, gas light on, and the odometer reading 560ish… lets just say I was a little nervous but with Kim following in case either of us ran out of gas we all barreled down the highway. Now, I know that you all are saying why would you be barreling down the highway when your are trying to conserve gas... all I can say is we were just sticking to the plan, pin it to win it.

Finally with the gas station exit in site we see Jonny pulling some questionable maneuvers around an RV. At this point I could feel my car starting to sputter, the exit came just in time and upon reaching the gas station Jonny informed us he was coasting on fumes since the highway explaining his shoddy driving. We all rejoiced and thanked Kim. If around Sun Valley Idaho visit Kimberly’s B&B The Spruce Inn, located in downtown Hailey. The final odometer reading was 612 Km; good old green peace green didn’t let me down. We have had some kinks so far in our courtship but I feel we are starting to understand each other’s limits.

I I know Robby is going to blame it all on me… but I don’t want to get type cast as a guy who runs out of gas. All I can say is for close to 50,000 kms of road trips in the last two summers two close calls isn’t too bad.
Note to everyone no matter how good the book your reading is, never let your tank go below ¼ of a tank. This is an unspoken rule I have learned from the master of all things car related, Mr. Pickard.