What's the Limit?
What is my coach height? After the car was loaded on to the dollie, and the coach warmed up I set out for Gallup, New Mexico. Ready for a warm bed and a good night's sleep, I stopped on the east side of town and checked out hotel options on my iphone. After choosing one on the west side of town, I turned on the frontage road and started that way. Nine pm, 16 degrees, and three quarters of the way there I stopped at an underpass warning sign indicating that I had 13'2" clearance. I stopped right where I was. How tall was my rig? Could I make it? Not willing to suffer the consequences, I decided that I would not continue on my route. However, turning around required unloading the car, unhooking the tow dollie, turning the coach around with a dozen small maneuvers on the narrow old road, re-attaching the tow dollie, and reloading the car. Did I mention that it was 9pm, 16 degrees, snowy and icy and dark ? Well, I did it. And, quite effortlessly I might add. I...