Sunday, February 6, 2011
I went to look at this Class C yesterday. Joe, the gentleman who is selling it just traded it for another vehicle. He has no knowledge with regard to it's history. It does come with all it's manuals and receipts for all kinds of maintenance and work, prior to 2000. So it looks like it's had only two owners, before Joe.
It's got a 350 Chevy engine with 77,000 miles. It's 23 feet, sleeps 5 and has a bed and bath in the rear. The vehicle also has an OnanRV 4.0 generator, installed. The engine is clean and the fluids look good. It seems like the vehicle was cared for, meticulously.
It needs 6 new tires, an AC roof cover and ceiling vent cover, and at least one battery. Although everything seemed to work on shore power the Itasca was just about out of gas and out of propane so that still needs to be checked. The water wasn't hooked up to see how the plumbing worked.
I looked online for comparable vehicles and at NADA and I think the Itasca is over-priced. Plus, I want to look at one in Nevada, that's a few years newer, has 15,000 less miles and the same or less in price.
For those of you also looking, Quartzsite and Yuma are supposed to have some serious deals. I did see some interesting vehicles on Craigslist.
1993 LAZY DAZE 26 FT Class C for $12,000.00, in Yuma.
hmmm...there was a RoadTrek, too...must have sold it.
At the RTR we had a little talent show and Silvianne recited the The Mad Farmer Liberation Front by Wendell Berry. One might be surprised to realize how much farmers and rubber tramps have in common.
"Love the quick profit, the annual raise,
vacation with pay. Want more
of everything ready-made. Be afraid
to know your neighbors and to die.
And you will have a window in your head.
Not even your future will be a mystery
any more. Your mind will be punched in a card
and shut away in a little drawer.
When they want you to buy something
they will call you. When they want you
to die for profit they will let you know.
So, friends, every day do something
that won’t compute. Love the Lord.
Love the world. Work for nothing.
Take all that you have and be poor.
Love someone who does not deserve it.
Denounce the government and embrace
the flag. Hope to live in that free
republic for which it stands.
Give your approval to all you cannot
understand. Praise ignorance, for what man
has not encountered he has not destroyed.
Ask the questions that have no answers.
Invest in the millenium. Plant sequoias.
Say that your main crop is the forest
that you did not plant,
that you will not live to harvest.
Say that the leaves are harvested
when they have rotted into the mold.
Call that profit. Prophesy such returns.
Put your faith in the two inches of humus
that will build under the trees
every thousand years.
Listen to carrion — put your ear
close, and hear the faint chattering
of the songs that are to come.
Expect the end of the world. Laugh.
Laughter is immeasurable. Be joyful
though you have considered all the facts.
So long as women do not go cheap
for power, please women more than men.
Ask yourself: Will this satisfy
a woman satisfied to bear a child?
Will this disturb the sleep
of a woman near to giving birth?
Go with your love to the fields.
Lie down in the shade. Rest your head
in her lap. Swear allegiance
to what is nighest your thoughts.
As soon as the generals and the politicos
can predict the motions of your mind,
lose it. Leave it as a sign
to mark the false trail, the way
you didn’t go.
Be like the fox
who makes more tracks than necessary,
some in the wrong direction.
I'll be reading more of Mr. Berry's work, guaranteed. Thanks, again, Silvianne!