It all began rather quietly March 31, 2017. I awoke, walked into the study, opened the blinds to welcome the weekend. At this time I would usually begin making coffee. Not! Upon opening the blinds I noticed there was one less car in the driveway… mine! It was gone and had been stolen during the night.
My wonderful 2000 Honda CRV, which had take me to Montana and many other places photographers go to capture the beauty and uniqueness of the their world. Gone! Swiped! Heisted! Stolen!
Even today my feelings are still mixed. Anger? Yep. Frustration? Yep! Generally pissed off! Yep! Saddened? Absolutely!
I called my insurance and they informed me that I could pick up a rental and they would cover it for up to ten days while I waited for the Honda’s return. Well, it’s been 12-days and no Honda. All indications are that it will never return.
Now, we move to part two of this story. I picked up the rental on Monday and had it for a few days when someone whacked my rental on the driver’s side, rear quarter-panel, right at the tire and spun me 360-degrees. Both cars were totaled, but, fortunately there were no serious injuries. I called the insurance and arranged to pick up another car.
So, twelve-days into this mess, still driving a rental with little or no hope of my car returning, I began the arduous search for another car. After viewing more than 100 on the Internet, I settled on one in particular: a sweet, very clean, low-mileage, Ford Ranger. I work around the house and our yard quite a bit and do other things that a pickup can make easier. My Honda worked very well in hauling whatever I stuffed into it but I had to be careful about not ripping the upholstery or scratching anything.
I test-drove the Ranger three times and decided that’s what I wanted. I picked it up last night and am busy acclimating myself to its personality and abilities.
Wish me luck!