My first Wanderlodge experience:

[ernie ekberg]

Fast back, part 2. Seems my old Wanderlodge buddy had a penchant for Scotch. Now this is back in 82/83 when there weren't any open container/breath tests. Nope- just pure-d ole scotch- over the rocks- of course the rocks were made in the U-Line icemaker.
He would be humming right along driving down the road- till it got time to park his coach in his newly constructed metal building. And we just got back from a day of sailboat racing. I won. BUT- being the neurosurgeon he was- he couldn't back his coach and boat into a 60 foot wide hangar.
Since I was just had a beer buzz- I think- I told him- let me at the wheel, I can back your bus in there.
Sure enough, he gave me his seat- and here I sit at the controls of this monster. I owned a southwind gasser at the time. Holy Cow- can I do this? Can I back up his windex clean pride and joy? YUP- placed everything just like he wanted it.
Hell, I was grinning from ear to ear- like I just bought the thing. Little did i know that I would eventually own a bird. Now, I'm on my 3rd. and still grinning.