Saturday, June 9, 2018

Pearl


I’ve written before about the “Blue Bus.” That’s our 2009 Ford Flex. We bought it a year before I retired with the goal of it being our main road machine on the highway adventures we had planned once I was free of the nine to five.

Longmont, Colorado


I had been thinking about a new car for some time and had decided on the Ford Flex for many reasons including the fact that I loved the looks and style. It doesn’t strike everyone as a good-looking automobile. Some love it, and some hate it. I’m definitely in the first group.

A speedometer "roll-over" moment somewhere in Oregon


Plus it has a lot of advantages from seven-passenger capacity to an easy entrance and wonderful road-worthiness. It is a pleasure to aim it down the highway and enjoy the ride. It has one of those modern six cylinder engines mated to a trans-axial front wheel drive and gives good gas mileage. But most impressive and important is the comfort it provides to two to many passengers. We’ve driven that  bus long hours on four-lanes and country roads. It is always a joy.


The Blue Bus in Virginia City, Montana on her maiden voyage


As proof of that flexibility, we once loaded it up with six adults and one two-year old child for an adventurous trip to Dallas. With all the seats folded up, there was just a little room for luggage, so we rented a small U-Haul trailer to fit our suitcases. The three person capacity middle seats are very comfortable in a limousine sort of way and the middle rider isn’t crowded like most back-seat third parties. The back two seats also fit adults comfortably and have good visibility over the heads of those in front.


Crater Lake, Oregon


Shortly after that trip we folded all the seats down making it a two-seater. We then filled the spacious storage area with more furniture and belongings than you can imagine and drove to Alaska to deliver things to family. We drove to Washington, took a ferry to Haines, AK, drove around the great state, and then back down the Alaska Highway after delivering the goods.

Columbia River Gorge, Oregon


Flex is a great name for such a flexible vehicle. We drove that car over 200,000 miles and across 35 states. We’ve driven from Alaska to Florida and California to Virginia. She took us an uncountable number of times from home to Oregon to visit my dad. Those were some of the best trips because of the company at the end of the journey. We drove up and down the coast with dad, and even took him back to his home in Alabama. That was one of the greatest trips and he greatly enjoyed that final journey to see family and friends. He was 90 and concerned the trip would be too tiring. The Flex came through again offering him a comfortable ride and he (as well as we) enjoyed that trip and the memories it made.

My dad and my sister, Lincoln City, Oregon


We hitched up our small trailer and drove the Flex to Minnesota, Kansas, Texas,  Illinois, and clear to Pennsylvania picking up motorcycles. We drove to Vegas and to most of the National Parks within 1500 miles of home. We toured the great state of Colorado and drove around most of Montana too.

On the road to somewhere to pick up a motorcycle


The Flex has a wonderful sound system with CD, radio, and Sirius to provide accompaniment for our travels. I plugged my large iPod into the system and selected personal favorites from the thousands of tunes stored there. We drove the Blue Bus to Casper, WY and slept in the back for the total solar eclipse.

Dawson Creek, British Columbia


And we drove a hundred trips with the grandkids to Colorado Springs, Durango, Utah, Mount Rushmore, and more.

Bonneville Salt Flats, Utah


She was a faithful companion. A big truck rear ended us once on a draw bridge and dented the back fender. Ford and insurance quickly healed that wound, although my rear license plate still has a small dent from that experience.

Somewhere in Alaska of Canada


However, our faithful transportation was starting to show her age and miles. At 205,000 it was starting to get addicted to the repair shop. I replaced a cooling system controller ($700) and six months later revisited the problem with a whole new fan assembly ($1,400). Regular maintenance and tires were forgivable, but I sensed it was time for a new ride.

Longmont, Colorado


So what did I choose? Another Flex, of course. We loved our blue color, but we had started envying the metallic white color Ford calls Oxford White, but we call it Pearl. We had named our first Flex the “Blue Bus” based on its color. I was thinking of calling our new conveyance the “Great White Whale,” but decided that name might be mistaken as a description of me in a bathing suit. So we’re going to call her “Pearl.”

Longmont, Colorado


She’s almost identical to the Blue Bus except for typical high-tech updates. This new one is keyless, you just keep something in your pocket so she’ll recognize you. That’s nice. Also has more electronics including a video screen and backup camera and the voice command seems to recognize my voice better than the old Flex. 

Longmont, Colorado


The interior is two-tone mixing black and “dune.” Our old ride was pure black leather inside. There’s a few more buttons and automatic features, but — in general — it’s exactly the same car inside and out. That’s a plus. We loved the old Flex and now we love the new Flex.

Longmont, Colorado


I can hardly wait to get her out on the open road. Not sure when or where the next adventure will be, but I’m ready to start adding memories to all the good times we had in the old ride. I sold the Blue Bus to my son’s girlfriend, so we sort of kept it in the family.




Life is a road you travel down, discovering new things at every turn. We now have a new ride down that road, and we will soon be putting the miles on Pearl. May she serve us as well as her predecessor.  











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