Eight Hours to Lethbridge
Published in Power Wagon Advertiser November 2006 pages 8-11
This hill seemed a lot steeper on the return trip than on the way there the previous day. The night was dark with no help from a moon hidden behind multiple layers of snow clouds. The blinding snow was coming down hard keeping the painted lines of this mountain pass highway hidden from our view.
The semi behind me was way too close for comfort and the turns in this stretch of highway were more like switchbacks than a modern highway. Even with the trailer brakes set at the highest possible setting, the heavy old 65-power wagon was still trying to push me around.
I was already thinking that a stop over in Golden might be in order when my wife, Tracey, suggested just that. Our three children instantly agreed that we should get a room at a hotel that had a pool and hot tub.
My 2001 dodge 1/2 ton 4×4 seemed to agree with the general consensus that a hotel stop was the wise thing to do. We were all quite relieved to see the lights of Golden appear in the distance a few miles later.
I guess I could lay the blame for this whole episode squarely on the shoulders of the people that publish the Old Car Trader. None of this would have happened if I hadn’t brought home that last issue and seen the advertisement for a 1965 Power Wagon Utiline listed for $700.00 or best offer.