In November 2013 the thirty-year-old Damon Intruder motorhome I’d been driving for less than a year gave a sigh and died on an on-ramp. This knockout punch was delivered less than a week after I made a typo calling it the Inturder. Though we laughed heartily, no one expected that to become a prophecy. Recovering from the blow, I came up with the idea of restoring its status to that of the Intruder . . . and relaunching it as GrandpaLyle’s Ark.
Maybe one day, I’ll put the whole story down. Right now I’m too excited about the new look to hold back any more. It’s time for the Ark to hit the road.
March 25, 2014
This the first post I wrote while wondering around the U.S. and Canada in GrandpaLyle’s Ark. Over the coming weeks, I’ll share other posts from the blog, on the road again . . . again.