Last week we had to say goodbye to our beloved friend and companion Hobie. We were so lucky to have many long years with such a great dog and to be able to share so many adventures with him. His loss has left a huge hole in our hearts and our lives and we miss him like crazy. Here is his story.
This past weekend we attended our first Syncro Solstice and had a blast. We met great people, spent countless hours talking shop with other Vanagoners, and enjoyed the beautiful Utah Desert.
Here it is, the moment you’ve all been waiting for, the results of our mileage contest! We realized that in the contest announcement we asked for you to predict our “total mileage” for the trip, but neglected to state whether the end point was when we loaded the van into the container and flew home, or if it included the trip back to Boulder from Houston. So we have decided that there are two winners, one for each end point.
When we left Boulder the odometer read 207,839 and when we loaded the van into the container in Valparaiso the odometer read 233,922, for a total of 26,083 miles. The drive back to Houston was just over 1000 miles, so when we pulled back into our driveway in Boulder the odometer read 234,958, for a final total of 27,119 miles. For reference, the circumference of the Earth at the equator is 24,901 miles.
And the winners are…
Interestingly, for the first end point we had a tie! Two of our friends guessed the same odometer reading, the same fun number of 234,567, which is 645 miles over our first end point. So bottles of Argentinian wine go to:
Ron Propri and Nyssa Aragon
For our final odometer reading back in Boulder, we had one clear winner. With a guess of 27,061 miles, a mere 58 miles shy of our actual total, the winner is:
Congratulations to our winners, enjoy your wine!
They say “home is where the heart is”, which has mostly rung true for us throughout our travels. When we flew back to Colorado we were excited to be back with our friends and family, back in our house, and in a town that we love. But part of our hearts were still in a container somewhere between Chile and Texas. We deeply missed Chimera. After a year of impressing, thrilling, frustrating, and challenging us, and always providing a safe and comfortable shelter, our van really feels like our home. So for us home is where the van is (and the dog).
After a month of waiting and figuring out how to fit back into the still life we happily jumped on a plane and flew to Houston to liberate Chimera from the container that safely brought it across the seas. As expected, the process was a hassle and took longer than it should have, but before too long there we were in the port standing in front of the container that we loaded up in Valparaiso. The port crew were happy to let Tim and Corey hook the batteries up and unload the vehicles themselves, which they were eager to do.
It felt so great to climb back into our little home with all of its familiar smells and memories. Before long we hit the highway and once again we headed north. We drove late into the night, for the first time on our entire journey, then stopped when the thunderstorms got too intense, and slept at a rest area tucked between big rigs. We drove the whole next day, luckily avoiding the major flooding in northern Texas, and by late afternoon we crossed the border into Colorado.
Just after the sun went down we pulled into our driveway in Boulder, which we had pulled out of 431 days earlier as our journey began. Now our whole van family is really home. This marks the end of this wonderful adventure, but as with most explorers this journey has only fed our wander lust and we’re starting to dream about where the van will take us next. So stay tuned, it might be a year or three, but before too long we will hit the road again heading to new places and new adventures.
Thank you everyone for following us through to the end. We are so grateful for your support and encouragement.