I swing farther north to avoid the nuclear burn zone and work my way up what's left of pavement though the mountains. The way is slow (just my style) and amazingly beautiful.
Overheating once on the climb I stop to let the Draggin' cool and make myself some food. Hangin in the shade of the trailer and eating I set my canteen on the wheel. Once I pull out and start climbing again I realize it was still there when I started. Turning a "U" I go back and find it's still whole, run-over but still whole, sometimes I am fortunate.