This is Diane's greatest boo-boo of the trip. I hope it is the worst that happens to me and the Van of Discovery. I was trying to do a 3-point turn and wasn't as careful as I should have been. Of course, as in the last time I flipped my van off the road, I had no cell service -- nada -- zilch -- nothing -- so I couldn't call Coach-Net for a tow. Luckily, it was a fairly busy road and LOTS of people helped. I was lucky in that the only undercarriage damage I had was some rubber gasket ripped off the edging of a heat shield. A twistie tie should do the trick to put it back on again.
One of the guys tried to pull me out with a tow strap. That didn't work. The strap broke. As he went back somewhere to get a chain or something, someone else got the idea to push me out. Below are eight of the ten people who literally pushed my van back up onto the road again.
As far as the picture loading experiment, it took one full minute to load each picture. Maybe I'll spend the next hour trying to cover some of my past days' events.
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