We limped to Grand Junction today. It is the closest place we can get the shocks worked on. John called a truck stop only 60 miles away and and he got a guy with a southern accent. John asked do you work on HWH airbag suspension systems and they guy said 'Waallll, you all lost me, Aahh have never heard of thaammm'. John was able to put air in the air bags manually so we could at least drive. Much less bumpy, but kind of swayed like being in a boat. 200 miles to Grand Junction. They got us right in , but they have not figured out the problem yet. So we are camped in their parking lot.
We had wanted to camp at Capital Reef National Park, but got way laid getting the bus repaired. Capital Reef has lots of fruit orchards from when the Mormons homesteaded here. Many of them are blooming now. In the fall you can pick the fruit. We will have to come back another time. Welcome to Colorful Colorado.
The bus at Trans West Freightliner shop. The drivers room where we waited was decorated in masculine style. It had diamond plate on the walls, 4 very large leather recliners and a big screen TV. Also has bathrooms with showers.
And these signs. There was no one else there while we were there, spitting or otherwise. We are now camped out front for the night. They are open till midnight, so semis drive by once and awhile.
We have a nice view of the Book Cliffs across I-70. The shop is on a frontage road. Nice sunset over the shop.
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