Man what a great time.
Sheri and I headed out kinda late as she had to work a little later than expected, made 2 trips back home for stuff we forgot and still forgot blankets. But I did remember the camera.
On the way over we saw a lot of washed out and smashed turtles on the highway, so we stopped to save the ones we could
This one liked me so much he pee'd all the way across the pavement
Ok, back on the road, we took highway 96 over, which is actually part of the old historic route 66. Sorry, I did not stop ( hurrying to the next turtle) but the sign does reflect the historic route
The old roadbed on the left is what remains of the historic pavement
It is real interesting to see all the older buildings shoved right up to it.
Ok, back on the road. ooops, just now remember we also forgot to bring camp chairs. Luckily there is a family dollar store in Seymour.
I picked orange while Sheri picked put a green one.
Also grabbed a jug of Lipton tea which tasted like crap, but the bottle would almost come in handy later---
We did get in kinda late. Had to set up in the dark
Got our camp set up
Stuck it under the trees right in the middle. However, this is not a shady spot in the late afternoon, so, just a heads up for you should you want this spot if you come out.
Hung out with the gang for a while and put the missus to sleep.
We slept well, but the morning alarm clock reminded me how far it was to the bathrooms. I laid there trying to think of a solution to this problem, but came up with only a blank. Then it hit me I should have acted sooner instead of looking for a lazy way out. I know I looked pretty funny quick stepping it over there in my jammies---but drizzle was in the forecast. So yeah I was heel to toe in fast fashion.
Benji has everything!!! My next mission was to find a camp stove with which to make coffee, so I walked up to Benji-man and Dennis' camp where I actually fond a working Mr Coffee machine. Whoa. I'll park it here thanks.
Looking around I quickly saw Benji and I would get along great. I no longer have to be the guy who brings the whole garage in the back of our truck because he brought a workshop--lol
We spent most of the time just hanging out and enjoying being out of our torn up house. Socializing was on the agenda, and it being our anniversary I did not want to leave my lovely bride hanging out with "strangers".
Saturday turned out a little warm, Sheri got some red face but weathered it like a trooper.
Since our truck is not "trail rated" the drag race seemed like the thing to do. While the group was moving to the area, I wanted to see if the puff wagon would ake it over a little mound. Sheri , once again in her true frontier style shouted " dont go up there". So, I backed off it and got this little plug--
I think this added weight, plus the far superior Hankook Dynapro's were the factor which gave us the edge in the drag race.
Here's the videos off our camera of the barrell racing. Yours truly threw balls from Rick's truck so dangit--not much video of that.
BTW Rick's driving skill was superb. I had to get the with the jiggy of his truck but once I did we had the perfect 38 second run. It can be done no faster!!!
Time for the group shot.
Ok Saturday night we went on a small night time run. I was excited as this was finally the time I get to ride in the iconic Pumpkin on a trail.
so excited I had no camera--
But Let me say it was like riding in a Cadillac. The only "jolt" i felt was when we ran into a rock which reach out and grabbed the wheels of everyone who passed. boom, it said, you will respect me !!
Rick is fearless, and I know the trails we took weren't real difficult but he made em ultra smooth for me. Likey!!!
I was also impressed with the little bronco 2 "the other Steve" was driving. I sure hope he will be a regular-
1st Steve ( 88comingup) but a nice ding on his fancy new Ranger while negotiating a stupid ledge. Highly upsetting.
The moon was bright--I don;t think it was any larger but it seemed the whole camp was lit-and, being Cinco de mayo it was tequilla time. I should have brought more-as the half bottle I brought went away--somewhere.
Many funny things were said but I cannot remember them all now. Believe me though--it was a good time.
Then Sunday AM. The depressing time to tear it all down, and say good bye--until next time. ---
All in all it was a great time. I really wish Sparksaflyin' could have made it, still haven't been there when he was. Something always came up--
One request I have though. Next time--a group shot of the people also please. I am such a poor photographer I always think of these things after the fact---