I found my Suburban in Norwood, CO while on a motorcycle trip. It was being used for yard art and there was an Airstream trailer behind it.

I talked to the guy and I had it bought pending OK from his brother. It fell through. Not enough.

I went back the next summer. As I approached the place I noticed the trailer is there but the truck was gone. I had to stop and ask.

I went through the gate and saw the burb. The story was someone had bought the Airstream so he drove the burb around back. The buyer wanted the burb too but his offer was too low. We talked a while more before I offered him $500 more than the other guy.

He countered with $1000 more. I bought it for double what I thought I had bought it for the year before. And I was 900 miles away from home on my motorcycle.

A few weeks later Mrs. Cletis and I headed back up there with a trailer. It drove on the trailer under it's own power.

So my point is, go check it out on your motorcycle.



"It's just a phase. He'll grow out of it." Mama, 1964

1956 Chevy 1/2-ton 3100
1953 Chevy 6100 "The Yard dog"
1954 GMC Suburban Now with a new proud owner.