It was determined recently that it would be in the best interest of my sanity, safety and bank account to issue the Do Not Resuscitate order for my beloved truck Mrs. Beastly.  With two cylinders gone bad and a cracked block to drive the nail into the coffin, our time together has come to an early end.  I always said I was going to drive this truck into the ground, I just didn't expect it to be quite this soon, but with 250000 km and many years of hauling a heavy trailer around the Western part of Canada I shouldn't be surprised.  

Digging ourselves out of a ditch

Sunny roadside naps in the box after a 1 am wake up to shoot the sunrise.

The back seat in between shooting a sunset and waiting for the sunrise.  It would appear I spent more time napping than actually driving....

It's sad to say good bye to an old friend when you've had so many adventures and happy memories together. So here's to Mrs Beastly, the scrappiest little truck I've had the pleasure of driving, I couldn't have taken most of my photos without her.

On the brighter side of things, in time, I'm looking forward to finding a new truck that will fit the name "Sir Trucks-a-lot"