Cars, Wagons,Trains,Boats,The Sea and an endless Highway

Nothing like a herd of Elk hanging out in a canyon to make you stop and play tourist. Taken just outside Twin Falls Idaho.And of course one has to stop and search for Studebaker's in a small town old car yard. There were four of them. Can you find them in this picture.

After a week of riding all over northern Washington and watching other people work! (yawn what a hard task, my only function on this trip is playing tourist and irritating my son) We flew down to Sacramento for an overnight visit to the Pacific Zone Studebaker Show. Click on link below if you want to see the one hundred cars-trucks that attended. before you ask them are not my legs, i haven't been that white since birth.

http://s697.photobucket.com/albums/vv337/bridgegaurd/PSW%20Zone%20Meet/

This has been a fun trip, been sailing, ferry boat riding, had every kind of sea food meal from oyster poor boys to mahi mahi tacos yuppie style. Attended two car shows, a Studebaker meet, two of the biggest car museums in the U.S. (the LeMay Museum has over one thousand cars on display, which is only one third of their collection). Wandered in and out of one Antique shops after another and spent way too much time in the hotel hot tub. (but where else are you going to see bikinis in 60 degree weather). Only one more week of roaming left. Then it's back to my adobe and Studebaker's. I still don't know what i'm going to do with that impulse buy six volt spotlight?

Life is good when you eat dessert first.

Rollin on da road 1

As number one son and solid citizen (temp condition) get started on the sand to sea road trip on the speed trap highway and roll north by north west with some slight turns to the east. Fizz water, rasberries, and fiber bars along with 100 calorie snacks keep us on the drop the lard trail as we strive to maintain our quest to be thrown out of the chunky monkey club. Only forty pounds to go on that one. Comments from non-believers and scoffers have been deleted due to foul and nonsensitive content.
As we reach the Bryce cannon area we get a break form the endless sand, brush and winding roads. As we stop for a short visit at Johnson Caves to cool off and get a dose of LDS history. Then on onto the night to SLC,Utah and a hotel filled with noisy biters who hogged the hot tub and pool. Leaving only little rare glimpses of thier mommies in swim wear. Life just isn't always fair but skin peeking denial is just not right.

We are rewarded with an early morning view of the Niagra of the west. At Twin Falls, Idaho complete with misty waters and a rainbow. What more can you ask for.

Well i'll tell you sports fans, it just got better and better! As i was leaving the falls i was surrounded by locals. Whom offered me a once in a life time chance. For only $20.00 i was inducted into a rare indian tribe, complete with headgear. I am now a member of the Makeanassofme tribe. How good is that? If any of you out there would like to join or nominate someone as an honorary memeber i sure i can arrange it.

Well all night falls and morning here comes in the morning so i have to get out of my tribal gear and hit the blanket. More to come, which i'm sure your all going to wait by the com for.

Road Gypsy version 17 Border to Border Run

It's hard to believe that i've only been home one month! Seems like forever so now that all is fixed sorta, stude herd is trimed sorta, Ol Snort is running sorta, Ol Gringo is ready to come to shop sorta, and i've met my parentals sorta.

And i've finished my application for government assistance due to the fact that i am so anti-social and not fit for human companionship. I have devloped a syndrome that is untreatable and can never be part of normal society. Unless i consume various alcoholic and herbal treatments which are not produced in generic form. Therfore due to this extreme condition i belive i qualify for a monthly support check of $3,000 to maintain society funkonalitization. This of course is above my retirement and S/S payments which are hardly adaqaute to maintain my syndronic lifestyle in comfort. Since it is in process and i've been rejected as a volunter at the local animal shelter due to a past history of minor cat and dog consumption.

I'm bored sorta.

So when number 1 son said "dude you need to get outa da house" go to Washington and other places with me. I said sorta maybe sure i'll go. So i broke out my northwest, soouth west, and in between west shorts shirts and hats. Packed three suitcase's a duffel, computer, camera bag, artic gear, and 39 fiber bars. And sent off the confirmation e-mail.

"Dude i'm ready" where's my car

So to all my fans out there who wait dilligently for my latest missive, check back often i'll update the journey as i can. For those of you who just can't wait for an sman fix there's always e-mail.