Happy Camper Bus Blog

Great question!_

I will be posting a slew of dramatic updates at my very soonest.

When we were in Boise, Idaho we happened across someone who is perhaps one of the most ingenious entrepreneurs of our time. His name is Joe and his business is 1-800-Munchies. In a nutshell, he offers home (or office) deliveries of your favorite food, snack or other desirable item anytime—24/7. So cool! The process is simple and he charges a $5.00 delivery fee plus the balance of the requested items. Not too shabby.

He posed for us, waving a peace sign in front of his Munchies truck. Oh, I do hope to recover those photos one of these days.

We had a most brief stay in Utah, just passed through really. It is unfortunate because Utah boasts some of the most beautiful scapes in the country. It is a 100 percent confirmed eventuality that we will return; there is absolutely no way that I am going to miss Zion and ….the place where the MI3-Tom Cruise-Rockclimbing-scene took place. We did buy Capone a sweater while we were in residence and I noticed something shift. (The two things being unrelated, of course). I was told for the first time, by a local, that sleeping/parking overnight/camping/what-have-you, was completely safe in terms of the law. However, the local wildlife may be something altogether different to consider while ‘out there’.

In our final moments in Boise, Idaho we witnessed an intense storm that featured golf ball size pieces of hail. It was stunning. We thought only for a moment that damage might be done to the solar panels mounted on top of the Bus before we put all concern aside and ultimately embraced the storm for all its worth and enjoyed the heck out of it. We tested our own personal durability for such things which ultimately ended in us being bruised by the atmospheric attack.

The town stopped for a moment while people sought cover (exhibit A; the Vespa girl) and when it was over we heard countless remarks about the beauty of nature and the wonderful smells she produces. It was an extremely welcomed experience and it stamped a pleasant memory on our brains before our otherwise uneventful departure.

I have attempted to catch some really gruesome roadkill photographs while gliding across the country. Some of them will have a debut here soon, others are stuck on my crashed hard drive for the present.

This photo here is sidewalk squirrel kill found in Boise, Idaho. I am attempting to use it as a segue to a silly anecdote that revolved around a roadkill capture and a unique Highway Patrol experience, not to mention my first ever encounter with a badger.

While cruising the Highway in Boise, I spotted a fairly large roadkill specimen off to the far side, where the fast lane goes. We have become quite adept at pulling over, backing up, circling around and what have you to photograph such an event.

With the Bus in proper position, I hopped out to get a gander and a series of gory photos when the notion that I was faced with a previously never-before-seen by me animal, yet it was one that I recognized nonetheless.

“Is that a ….badger?” oozed out of my mouth as slow and thick as the last drops of syrup working to pour itself out of the bottle.

A badger indeed, I was giddy with excitement, squealing, jumping up and down and hunkering down incredibly close to revel in my new found discovery. After quite sometime of standing on the wrong side of the freeway, Bus stopped in a ditch, I noticed a Highway Patrolman pulling over, obviously ready to question us. He got out of the care and asked us to state our buisness. I told him of the across the country roadkill series. He was concerned about our saftey, though was not harsh or crass at all. Smick chimed in pointing out the mess on the side of the road and exclaimed “Look….it is a BADGER!” The officer was not affected in the least, he must see them all the time in those parts. He was calm and replyed “Yes, I can see that from here”.

He did ask us to leave the side of the highway of course, but he was so patience and seemed genuinely courteous and concerned. There was never a feel of being interrogated or in the wrong. It was so appreciated. Man, I gotta tell you guys…the cops in Idaho got it going on!