This is one of those stories that keeps me reading. A family traveling from place to place exploring our planet. Our family never rolled a truck when I was young but we certainly had a series of adventures like missing our flight from Zurich to Budapest on our first plane flight to Europe, having a bear drag our cooler into the bush in Algonquin (my mom must have had a sh%t hemorrhage), having to get the bumper hitch on the 1968 Falcon Futura welded back on in Brandon Manitoba (and having all our radial tires, they were new technology at the time) separate requiring replacement on our first big family trip across Ontario, Manitoba, Saskatchewan and Alberta. Stuff didn't always go well (I remember sitting in our pop up tent trailer while a tornado blew through the campground) but we still traveled on and the adventures with my family (as a child) made me the person I am today ( the wannabe Nomad). Did anyone else notice that the camper survived quite nicely?
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1970 Mercedes Unimog
2004 F150 Heritage Supercab
1974 Holiday 17' Travel Trailer
It's not about the truck and it is not about the distance traveled. Get out there with whatever you have, meet people and see things. Push the envelope of your comfort zone and live.