The drive down to Havasu was gorgeous - sorry Jordi that I didn't give a shout while in Vegas. The car was having zero problems and I did not want to bother you. Of course, as a matter of good manners, I SHOULD have called and treated you to a coffee!
I now know why Las Vegas is named as it is (the winds)... Just a few miles outside of Vegas, traffic was picking up nicely. A fellow with a mobile home was coming the opposite direction and all HELL broke loose! The entire left side and most of the roof BLEW off the mobile home as he was boogeying down the freeway. What an exciting site! Fortunately, I saw way, way down the road that something was happening because I could see the roof lifting. Moved into the e-lane, then the dirt, and threw the anchor out. When the roof/side actually blew off I was probably 1/4 plus mile away. Enough to get a spectacular ringside seat without being the landing pad for the debris.
Wouldn't that be a lousy way to go? Smashed flat by a mobile home?
Pics are a fuel stop at the jump-off point on 40/95 - magnificent flag, the mountain around Needles and the Lake Havasu. angela
