There was a rebellion against the SAG wagon in my family. By me. My wife, aunt, and uncle anted to do a GAP ride, staying at B&Bs. I’m more of a camper, but no one else is. We booked it through an agency, and they offered luggage service for an additional fee. I said, “It already doesn’t feel like a tour with no camping, and we barely have anything to carry since it’s just three days of clothing.” I “won” that one, and we carried our own bags. Except my aunt and uncle showed up with regular, maximum-carry-on size luggage precariously strapped to their back racks. My uncle started to fizzle halfway through day two, and I ended up with his bag and mine. Still, it worked out. On the next trip they had panniers, and on our upcoming trip, the agency doesn’t offer baggage service, so it’s good that everyone knows how to carry their stuff. Now no one is dependent on the SAG wagon.