Last winter I began thinking about a road trip to Idaho to visit our son Drew and his family. Then when he told us they had decided to move back to Georgia, I knew time was running out to visit Idaho. So I volunteered to help with the move. That resulted in an epic road trip involving 1700 train miles, about 2600 truck miles, 1150 air miles, and 300 car miles for a grand total of about 5750 miles, through 14 states in 12 days. (For comparison purposes, NY to LA and back is 5600 miles.)
In the first post of this series, I detailed my cross country train ride. If you’re just coming in, that’s probably where you should start. The latest post covered the first half of the truck trip, from Idaho to Wisconsin, where we caught our breath for a few days. And then it was time to complete the journey.
The truck got an early start but within two hours, crossing the Illinois River, the windshield was already buggy.
Driving north to south across Illinois in the middle of summer is like driving through one giant cornfield.
Crossroads takes on a new meaning where I-70 and I-57 intersect in southern Illinois.
It took almost 8 hours, but finally made it through Illinois.
And made it to Nashville before dark
The next day we had two states to cover, Tennessee and Georgia. You can tell when you’re getting closer to Chattanooga.
Lots of Kudzu along the road in Georgia
Finally nearing our destination, the home of the Third Infantry Division
Yep, made it.
Next day Drew & Candess are filling out the paperwork for their new apartment.
Then it was time to unload the truck. Fortunately we had a crew of local volunteers to help.
Final photos with the truck.
One hitchhiker who expired enroute
One final ride
After a good night’s sleep, we were up early the next morning, heading south on I-95.
Driving across a lot of coastal wetlands
The Jacksonville airport is very modern with all the latest amenities…police scooters…
…and sinkless restrooms. Hmm, very interesting.
After driving many miles, it was good to soar above the clouds and let someone else do the driving
Sam met me at the airport and, oh, there was one last stop before arriving home.