06/02/2026
We left Illinois with a full tank of gas, a cracked fifth wheel, and a promise to keep. We were playing Tombstone for Friendsgiving, and honestly, what were we gonna do? Say no?
The road, as it turns out, had opinions about all of this.
We stopped in Roswell because of course we did. And somewhere between the alien selfies and the conspiracy theories, we discovered Bottomless Lakes State Park. Nine sinkholes masquerading as lakes, one of which I paddle-boarded alone in November while Ben went mountain biking. The lake was 90 feet deep, crystal clear, and absolutely silent. I was the only one on the water. I had a great time. Mostly. Remind me to tell you the legends I found out AFTER I got off the water.
Then came Truth or Consequences, which is named appropriately. We lost a window on the rig somewhere on the Billy the Kid Trail — we're still not entirely sure when. We hit a tree on arrival. A wire got shredded in the bedroom slide so that we couldn't access the bedroom. Ben fixed what he could with plexiglass, silicone, and his electrical skills. Beaten and road worn, we still managed to bike into town the next morning for green chili crepes at Passion Pie Cafe, and soaked in a private thermal pool at Riverbend Hot Springs until none of it seemed that bad anymore.
Tombstone was supposed to be the easy part. Harvest Host cancelled the event three days out. We went anyway...because that's what you do when you've already driven across the desert with a plexiglass window, and all your friends will be there. Someone dragged a bar out of a junk pile. The Status Crowes played. We played. Someone made Thanksgiving on a cracker and it was...so delicious.
The rig is still cracked. Idaho is on the calendar. We're still rollin'.
New episode is up! Link in the comments. 🎥
