I bought my '66 Polara 500 on Feb 1st and set out to fetch it on Feb 8th. Joining me on this quest would be my stepson Jared, who would also be providing our tow vehicle, a 2007 Dodge Ram 1 ton dually Quad Cab. He changed the oil and picked me up and off we headed to pick up our trailer in Shenandoah Iowa, already loaded with a 1960 Chevy Impala. The seller, Wayne, sold me a parts car last year, and asked if I needed a bill of sale, and asked if I wanted to tow this out to LA and use his trailer, an aluminum and wood unit, when he heard I was heading to Oregon. Wayne has 32 cars left to sell, he will keep the final 6. He had some Mopars in his stable. We got a late lunch at restaurant Wayne recommend, and hit the road at 4:30 heading west. Nebraska is boring to drive through, no offense if you live there. Other than older vehicles parked all over the small towns we drove in, there wasn't much to be seen. That gave Jared and I a chance to talk about cars, and other things. He's not a radio listener, so we had plenty of good times b.s'ing throughout the trip. This would also be Jared's first venture beyond Minnesota, Iowa and South Dakota. We made it into Wyoming and the 2nd different state for Jared. We went I-80 to avoid snow in the mountains of Colorado. I had worked the night before and had been up all but a two hour nap on the way to Iowa. Jared was tired so we pulled into a truck stop and got some sleep in the truck. We woke up to thick fog, and it was my turn to drive. We had gotten into the mountains and it was my first chance to drive a diesel truck. It had the Tow Haul option which came in handy. Driving in the fog was fun behind the big rigs that knew the route, just follow them and let the truck do it's job maintaining speed. The fog lasted for almost two hours before we were able to get back up to speed and chew up more miles going into day 2.