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Will Walt Sink or Swim in the Okanagan?

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Rollin’ rollin’ rollin’! Only you older folks will remember the Rawhide TV show, but this was the best way for me to do my business. Buy a car, sell a car, keep those doggies moving! And, if a buyer found out about the problems I’d hidden? Too late, I’d already hit the trail! And my cellphone? Pick a number, any number!

After rolling my way through the communities of the Thompson, the Okanagan was perfect. More cities where I could buy, sell and run. So I settled into my RV in a campground by the lake and searched the web for inventory. It’s easy to turn junkers into cash when you’re willing to lie.

I also looked at my tired old RV. I knew I wouldn’t need it during the winter in the Lower Mainland. And, who wouldn’t want to make a wad of cash while on vacation instead of spending it? So I spent some time giving it a good scrub down and upgrading the tires. Made it look real nice.

But, it had way too many kilometers on it. It had definitely crossed the Prairies a few times. Then again, who needs to know? I didn’t think twice as I rolled the odometer just a tad to hide some of that trail dust. In typical curber fashion, I left no traces of what I’d done. To a trusting buyer, I was giving them a great deal! Like making a silk purse from a sow’s ear…

As always, lady luck was on my side. I met an older couple in the campground where I was staying. They told me a sad story about their trailer – apparently, they bought it off a private seller before coming on vacation. Just a month later, the electrical system was failing. They’d been trapped for a week trying to track down the seller and find their way home. Their crisis was my opportunity!

I played the friendly next-door neighbour. I could help them with the perfect RV to get them home safely. I even gave them a “special price.” Two for one! Two for me, that is, and some cash! They were thrilled. The lady even gave me some mighty tasty peaches as a thank-you for saving their vacation. A little spit and polish, some electrical trickery and I had two vehicles to sell. Their old pickup and their trailer! I could ride my scooter home if I needed to.

It’s a good thing they didn’t learn from their first experience! They didn’t think to call a licensed RV dealer for help they could trust. Didn’t ask for a vehicle history report, like CarProof. Didn’t spot the rust. As the young Clint Eastwood would say, I’d be livin’ high and wide at the end of my ride! But first, I needed to go for a swim and then stop at that fine looking winery up the road.

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