Last week I said goodbye to an old friend. My beloved camper van, Gus, had been with me since the ripe age of 16. He taught me how to drive. We shared so many adventures, assisted so many house moves and did more than our fair share of sick skids. Ever somewhere to crash after a party, camping trips or a sneaky weekend roadie. He touched so many lives and butts. His signature blue stripes will live on in our memories now that he is on route to the big wrecking yard in the sky. Vale Gus the Suss Bus. Here is Gus immortalized in google street view, parked outside our since demolished jam room.