Meet Cortez
Cortez is a 1972 Winnebago Chieftain. On the outside he's pretty sexy! But as for functionality, he's got nil. He drives...kind of. I mean he's got a gas tank, two batteries, six tires and a steering wheel which on a good day work together to create a moving vehicle. But other than that-he's merely a skeleton of what were once his Winnebago glory days. His deficiencies combined with our negative integer RV knowledge may or may not work together. But we're determined to stick with him.
Because he's Cortez...Cortez the Killer.
Or Cortez the Stupid Piece of Crap.
Or Cortez the Glorious Beast on Wheels.
His name will almost certainly change several times as our relationship progresses (and will likely be a very good gauge for our mood on any given day.) But that's the beauty of the bond between (wo)man and machine. As long as he's willing to plug through for us we'll create a masterpiece of a life together!
