Somewhat a bitter sweet morning...

So, yesterday was a bit cold but still a nice day without too much wind so I decided to take off the few items I planned to keep from my JK in the hopes of using them on my JL or selling them. As it turned out, I felt a little sad for INCUS (I named my JK) in those moments when, for the first time ever, I was stripping parts off of him with no intention of upgrading or replacing them. He looks a little naked now and it got me thinking about all the good times we had.

There were many fun times and I could always count on him to bring a smile on my face after a rough day at work. I put almost 80,000 miles on him from December 2013 until now and never had any issues. We have been all up and down the East Coast with him from Florida to Maine and as far west as PA (so not that far). I have driven him off-road in the snow, mud and sand, crossed some small streams and even climbed over a few rocks. After a thorough wash, he was presentable enough to take to my cousin's wedding in the beautiful mountains of North Carolina and he attended the funeral of a very good friend in upstate NY. He was the "go to" vehicle when my son learned to drive and was a huge part of him passing his "behind the wheel" driving test. INCUS was a part of the family and I preferred to take him out more than our other vehicles.

I know I will be very happy with my new JL but can't help feeling a little guilty or wondering what his new owners will be like. Will they take him out in to the woods and let him stretch his legs, allow him to play in the mud, or swerve to catch every puddle they pass? I can only hope so...

I realize now that I will miss him when he's gone and plan to enjoy my few remaining weeks with him and I felt compelled to jot down this quick tribute to all the joy he has given me and to say,

"Thank you, INCUS, I hope your next family deserves you and treats you right!" 

The Journey is what counts, Adventure Awaits!