Harley finds his chores as co-pilot a bit daunting at times.
I like to keep him busy so he doesn't keep asking "Are we there yet?"
"Harley, fetch a banana for me."
"Harley, turn on the GPS and while it warms up, check the map and find out where we turn next"
"You better turn right here cause if you don't we are going to drive right off the page. "
This rolling hospice is shuffling along.
Now we rest up for a few days then try it again. Meanwhile we've hung up our boots at Mike Rosess Gold Head Branch State Park in Keystone Heights, Florida.