There and Back

Clouds all over the place and it was threatening to rain, when I left La
Casa and headed over to Ft.Worth to gather up Louie and the Sheriff.. We
headed west on IH-20 and made good time, just ahead of the forecast rain
storms.. Later, we
heard that streets flooded, etc. and we'd just beat all that rain..

Not much to report on the ride to Van Horn.. we just hammered that highway
and that new GoldWing sure gave the Green Vulcan a workout.. Especially on
the long uphill grades and with a slight headwind.. Those big old Honda
engines just seem to power right on through those conditions, and that
little 800 CC engine on the Green One has to really get after it to stay
with those big boys..

We located our Houston friend, Jerry in Van Horn.. checked into our motels
and ate a pretty nice mexican dinner at a small family type restaurant.. not
bad, at all..

Then we settled in for a well deserved nights rest, getting hyped for the
next days run to Casa Grande, Arizona.. Again, those old big boys gave the
little Green Vulcan one helluva workout..

Since none of the guys had ever visited the world's largest motorcycle
dealer (so they claim).. we pulled into Barnett's Harley Davidson, in El
Paso.. My old friend, Glen Green was off somewhere else, tending to some
personal business, so we cut our little visit short.. One thing is for
sure.. Barnett has sure got a bunch of motorcycles on his floors..

That days run almost ended in Benson, Arizona.. both Jerry and I were pretty
well used up when we got there.. hmmm.. that's the price you pay for getting
over the hill, being rode hard and put up wet too many times.. Louie and the
Sheriff decided to go on to Tucson, which is about fifty miles furthur,
while I lay stretched out in the shade on a service station driveway.. After
a while of the break and recuperation, Jerry and I decided that we'd ease on
over to Tucson .. Something happened and we got our second wind while we
made our way through the city.. we ran on through and checked into the Buddy
Helscel hotel.. Clara and Buddy were waiting for us and after the
introductions were made all around.. we had a nice visit, swapping tales
that brought us up to speed about what has been going on in our lives since
we were together, last time..

One of Buddy's Harley pards dropped by to meet us and dinner was on the
table.. Clara had really done it good..

Well.. a good nights rest and Jerry discovered that Valkyrie had developed a
pretty bad fork leak.. fluid all over the place.. Numerous telephone calls
to both Phoenix, Casa Grande and Tucson didn't produce anyone with the parts
to repair those damned forks, without waiting for a week or so.. Not being
the kind of guy to sit on a problem, Jerry decided he'd head back to
Houston to work on his motorcycle..

Louie and the Sheriff checked in and they'd spent the day exploring and
looking over the Tucson area.. All those fine people hit it off real well
and we shared a great meal at one of the late John Wayne's hangouts.. We got
Louie and Gayle checked into a pretty nice hotel ..

Did I mention that the temps were soaring over a hundred degrees during the
day, with little cooling at night.. That is one hot place, I guarantee..

Saturday morning came and it was priming up to be another hot one.. Gathered
up Louie and Gayle and we headed to the north and east of Phoenix.. The
first visit was Goldfield, which is just north of Apache Junction.. It is an
old restored and rebuilt mining town and it's got some pretty neat things to
look at along with a train ride around the place..

The next spot was Tortilla Flats.. Nothing much more than a stagecoach stop
during the old days, but again.. it has all been restored and rebuilt, after
a fire gutted the place back in '87.. hmmm.. I was working in Phoenix at
that time and had ridden up there for a coldbeer and a bowl of chili, the
night before the fire.. First time I'd seen the place since then..

Back on the road again, we headed north out of Apache Junction.. The higher
we went, the cooler the temps became .. Those canyons and rock formations
are spectacular.. Amongst the many tunnels which run through some of the
mountains, the one we went through is probably the most fascinating to me..
From one side of that tunnel to the other, there was a great difference in
temperature.. hot on the south end and almost chilly when you come out on
the north end.. We rode on up to Superior and had a chance to look at all
the copper mining they do in that area.. Miles and miles of mountain has
been stripped away ..

Louie and Gayle left us there and continued on their adventure toward Utah..
Buddy, Clara and I returned to Casa Grande to spend another night of
visiting and good company.. Sure nice to see them both again..

My return trip commenced Sunday morning about ten AM.. Took my time and just
kinda meandered back to El Paso.. Topped off the gas tank, next to Barnett's
again.. about six thirty or so, I think.. Van Horn was dark as the inside of
an old boot when I got there at about nine PM or so.. The only gas available
was at a truck stop with backup generators.. Van Horn had lost all it's
electricity due to some kind of accident at their power source.. That place
is sure an exercise in DARK, when there is no lights, other than an
occasional motorcycle headlight, showing..

One motel had a candle burning in the lobby and lots of rooms.. After a
brief negotiation with the manager, she agreed to a liberal discount because
of the lack of electricity.. Due to the high elevation, the nights in Van
Horn are very pleasant this time of year and with a window open for
ventilation, one needs to cover up pretty good, in bed.. That all adds up to
a good nights sleep, in my book.. who could ask for more.. cool fresh air ..
dark as pitch and quiet as a church.. Sometime in the night.. the power was
back on and after a good hot shower, the search was on for breakfast..
Again.. that family restaurant was ready for me and I chowed down on eggs,
bacon with a lot of good coffee..

The remainder of the ride back to Irving was uneventful and very much
routine.. There was quite a few LEO's out doing their LEO thing, but I
outsmarted them all by holding that Green Vulcan to just over speed.. The
limit out there in most of those areas is 80 mph, so I got along pretty
good.. Outside of playing around with a few of the truckers, who have a
limit of 70 mph, there wasn't too much going on..

The truckstop in Sweetwater was a good stop .. Several bikers who were
travelling like me, were there and we swapped some good stories while
topping off and getting a fast meal..

Well.. the ride was over when I got back into Irving about 8:30 PM Sunday
evening.. From just east of Weatherford, I'd been playing chase with some
really nasty looking black clouds.. so, the Green One got a pretty good
workout while I tried to outrun that mess.. Some of those clouds looked like
they might have a twister or two hiding out in them, and I sure didn't want
to get caught in that.. Within minutes after I put the Green Vulcan on the
Mexican's patio.. the bottom fell out and it rained cats and dogs for a few
minutes.. Just made it..

Outside of a few random sprinkles, somewhere around El Paso, there wasn't
much in the way of rain, on the entire trip.. hmmm.. time or two, I'd have
welcomed a little bit of rain to cool things down.. All told.. it was a good
run and the company of Jerry, Louie and Gayle was incomparable.. As always..
it's good to see that old friend of mine in Arizona..

Better get that Green One unpacked and start getting it ready for another
run down into Mexico.. That should be coming up in a few weeks, now.. Damn..
I'm sure getting old to be doing this shit.. LOL.. Just can't seem to shut
it down, though.. Regards

Bill Walker
Irving

 

Nice report Bill. Glad you made it home safe and sound.Your home
earlier that I figured. I thought you might stay out there till
atleast Friday. Did your kitchen pass expire? (I ask that last
question so Big Ed didnt have to...lol )

Redshad

 

lol.. Forgot the kitchen pass and all those zip codes, too.. Nah.. we had
a good ride and it was time to end it.. I thought about swinging down to
Guadalajara, but that would have been a reach.. The old man just don't
hang in there like I used to..

Bill Walker

 

That's a great narrative. I think I've already gained a little
sunburn just reading. <g>

 

It would have been the same mileage wise to Guadalajara as it was to
the home front isnt it (roughly)( Give or take a few)?

Redshad

 

Whoo Hoo.. no doubt.. LOL.. I was fried by the time I got
back to La Casa.. I guess I'll be peeling like a lizard for a
few days..

 

Swinging down south like that would increase the mileage about 1,800
miles.. that's rough and estimated.. whew.. Helluva stretch for this old
senior.. Besides, there will be a run to Guadalajara just a little later..

Bill Walker

 

As usual, Bill, your trip narrative was mucho interesting.

Glad ya got it all back home, in one piece, both you and the Green one.

B. Jay Kana--
NETexas
02 Valkyrie Cruiser--
( happy trails to you all)

 

Fortunately the problems were not anything critical..
That Valkyrie runs like a scalded cat.. hehe..

I did notice that Jerry was looking hard at a certain
Harley.. whew, that thing is loaded out with so much
bling, it's hard not to notice.. And, I'm sure you rem-
ember .. the owner of that thing isn't shy about show-
ing it off..

It would appear that Jerry made it back to Houston
and of course, I made it back to Irving.. We've still
got one rider and his two up, running around some-
where up north, so all of us haven't made it home
yet..

We made a good ride and I believe everyone en-
joyed the change in scenery along with the hosp-
itality..

Regards, Morgan Kane

Bill Walker

 

Man, was that a hot West-run. Next time let's go see a friend to the East.

We're freezing our asses off up here in the Mountains...

See u in a day or 2

...louie

 

We sure did. Thanks for introducing us to your buddy Buddy, Clara, and parts
of Arizona.

...louie

 

<chuckle> Understatement of the year.. "hot West-run".. huh ?

The only comparable that comes to mind, is the run back from
Mena, Ark. last year.. lol.. Now, that was a "hot one", alright..

Yep.. we'll have to get us a run together, that goes to the East,
but this time of year .. it's hot in any direction..

Been kind of tracking your progress and glad to see that you
are doing good and taking in all the areas that do us proud..

See you when you get back to God's Country.. <grin> Be
safe ..

Your Friend in Irving
Bill Walker

 

You can be sure that nothing could have tickled him more
than having us drop by .. so, the pleasure was all mine and
I'm glad you guys enjoyed meeting my old friend.. Be safe..

Bill Walker

 

LMAO.. hmmm.. You took the words out of my mouth/keyboard.. While you
boys were ooohhing and aaahhhing over that old Gucci Harley, I kept think-
ing to myself.. "Self.. it sure is a long way back to Texas".. LOL..

While I was stretched out on that fuel island in Benson.. that same thought
was going through my mind.. Come on, guys.. that's the real deal, and we
shared it together.. Can't buy those kinds of experiences with money.. and,
we couldn't have picked better friends to share them with..

Hurry up and get that ole Valk put back together, so we can put another ride
together..

Bill Walker

 

<chuckle> I "ride the hell" out of that little Vulcan because I have to..
In
order to keep up with all you guys on those muscle bikes,, Seems like every
time I team up with folks in my motorcycles class and get used to them, they
jump up.. upgrade and come out riding something like a GoldWing or Valk-
yrie.. hmmm.. Do you suppose these guys are purposelly trying to see how
long that Green Vulcan will stand up to that kind of pressure.. LMAO..

I have finally gotten around to unpacking the Green One.. Who knows.. I may
get around to cleaning the thing up.. later this week..

Bill Walker

 

I laughed anyway!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Big Ed way up here says:
'' (Ed Hart)
I laughed anyway!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ed Hart

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
BJay up here too:



Ed, I had to go about 6 foot down this long ass bunch of responses, to
see what
you ''Laughed anyway, about''.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~______~~~~~~~~






The supreme irony of life is that hardly anyone gets out of it alive.
Clouds all over the place and it was threatening to rain, when I left La
Casa and headed over to Ft.Worth to gather up Louie and the Sheriff.. We
headed west on IH-20 and made good time, just ahead of the forecast rain
storms.. Later, we
heard that streets flooded, etc. and we'd just beat all that rain..
Not much to report on the ride to Van Horn.. we just hammered that
highway and that new GoldWing sure gave the Green Vulcan a workout..
Especially on the long uphill grades and with a slight headwind.. Those
big old Honda engines just seem to power right on through those
conditions, and that little 800 CC engine on the Green One has to really
get after it to stay with those big boys..
We located our Houston friend, Jerry in Van Horn.. checked into our
motels
and ate a pretty nice mexican dinner at a small family type restaurant..
not
bad, at all..
Then we settled in for a well deserved nights rest, getting hyped for
the next days run to Casa Grande, Arizona.. Again, those old big boys
gave the little Green Vulcan one helluva workout..
Since none of the guys had ever visited the world's largest motorcycle
dealer (so they claim).. we pulled into Barnett's Harley Davidson, in El
Paso.. My old friend, Glen Green was off somewhere else, tending to some
personal business, so we cut our little visit short.. One thing is for
sure.. Barnett has sure got a bunch of motorcycles on his floors..
That days run almost ended in Benson, Arizona.. both Jerry and I were
pretty well used up when we got there.. hmmm.. that's the price you pay
for getting over the hill, being rode hard and put up wet too many
times.. Louie and the Sheriff decided to go on to Tucson, which is about
fifty miles furthur, while I lay stretched out in the shade on a service
station driveway.. After a while of the break and recuperation, Jerry
and I decided that we'd ease on over to Tucson .. Something happened and
we got our second wind while we made our way through the city.. we ran
on through and checked into the Buddy Helscel hotel.. Clara and Buddy
were waiting for us and after the introductions were made all around..
we had a nice visit, swapping tales that brought us up to speed about
what has been going on in our lives since we were together, last time..
One of Buddy's Harley pards dropped by to meet us and dinner was on the
table.. Clara had really done it good..
Well.. a good nights rest and Jerry discovered that Valkyrie had
developed a pretty bad fork leak.. fluid all over the place.. Numerous
telephone calls to both Phoenix, Casa Grande and Tucson didn't produce
anyone with the parts to repair those damned forks, without waiting for
a week or so.. Not being the kind of guy to sit on a problem, Jerry
decided he'd head back to Houston to work on his motorcycle..
Louie and the Sheriff checked in and they'd spent the day exploring and
looking over the Tucson area.. All those fine people hit it off real
well and we shared a great meal at one of the late John Wayne's
hangouts.. We got Louie and Gayle checked into a pretty nice hotel ..
Did I mention that the temps were soaring over a hundred degrees during
the day, with little cooling at night.. That is one hot place, I
guarantee..
Saturday morning came and it was priming up to be another hot one..
Gathered up Louie and Gayle and we headed to the north and east of
Phoenix.. The first visit was Goldfield, which is just north of Apache
Junction.. It is an old restored and rebuilt mining town and it's got
some pretty neat things to look at along with a train ride around the
place..
The next spot was Tortilla Flats.. Nothing much more than a stagecoach
stop during the old days, but again.. it has all been restored and
rebuilt, after a fire gutted the place back in '87.. hmmm.. I was
working in Phoenix at that time and had ridden up there for a coldbeer
and a bowl of chili, the night before the fire.. First time I'd seen the
place since then..
Back on the road again, we headed north out of Apache Junction.. The
higher we went, the cooler the temps became .. Those canyons and rock
formations are spectacular.. Amongst the many tunnels which run through
some of the mountains, the one we went through is probably the most
fascinating to me.. From one side of that tunnel to the other, there was
a great difference in temperature.. hot on the south end and almost
chilly when you come out on the north end.. We rode on up to Superior
and had a chance to look at all the copper mining they do in that area..
Miles and miles of mountain has been stripped away ..
Louie and Gayle left us there and continued on their adventure toward
Utah.. Buddy, Clara and I returned to Casa Grande to spend another night
of visiting and good company.. Sure nice to see them both again..
My return trip commenced Sunday morning about ten AM.. Took my time and
just kinda meandered back to El Paso.. Topped off the gas tank, next to
Barnett's again.. about six thirty or so, I think.. Van Horn was dark as
the inside of an old boot when I got there at about nine PM or so.. The
only gas available was at a truck stop with backup generators.. Van Horn
had lost all it's electricity due to some kind of accident at their
power source.. That place is sure an exercise in DARK, when there is no
lights, other than an occasional motorcycle headlight, showing..
One motel had a candle burning in the lobby and lots of rooms.. After a
brief negotiation with the manager, she agreed to a liberal discount
because of the lack of electricity.. Due to the high elevation, the
nights in Van Horn are very pleasant this time of year and with a window
open for ventilation, one needs to cover up pretty good, in bed.. That
all adds up to a good nights sleep, in my book.. who could ask for
more.. cool fresh air .. dark as pitch and quiet as a church.. Sometime
in the night.. the power was back on and after a good hot shower, the
search was on for breakfast.. Again.. that family restaurant was ready
for me and I chowed down on eggs, bacon with a lot of good coffee..
The remainder of the ride back to Irving was uneventful and very much
routine.. There was quite a few LEO's out doing their LEO thing, but I
outsmarted them all by holding that Green Vulcan to just over speed..
The limit out there in most of those areas is 80 mph, so I got along
pretty good.. Outside of playing around with a few of the truckers, who
have a limit of 70 mph, there wasn't too much going on..
The truckstop in Sweetwater was a good stop .. Several bikers who were
travelling like me, were there and we swapped some good stories while
topping off and getting a fast meal..
Well.. the ride was over when I got back into Irving about 8:30 PM
Sunday evening.. From just east of Weatherford, I'd been playing chase
with some really nasty looking black clouds.. so, the Green One got a
pretty good workout while I tried to outrun that mess.. Some of those
clouds looked like they might have a twister or two hiding out in them,
and I sure didn't want to get caught in that.. Within minutes after I
put the Green Vulcan on the Mexican's patio.. the bottom fell out and it
rained cats and dogs for a few minutes.. Just made it..
Outside of a few random sprinkles, somewhere around El Paso, there
wasn't much in the way of rain, on the entire trip.. hmmm.. time or two,
I'd have welcomed a little bit of rain to cool things down.. All told..
it was a good run and the company of Jerry, Louie and Gayle was
incomparable.. As always.. it's good to see that old friend of mine in
Arizona..
Better get that Green One unpacked and start getting it ready for
another run down into Mexico.. That should be coming up in a few weeks,
now.. Damn.. I'm sure getting old to be doing this shit.. LOL.. Just
can't seem to shut it down, though.. Regards
Bill Walker
Irving
Nice report Bill. Glad you made it home safe and sound.Your home earlier
that I figured. I thought you might stay out there till atleast Friday.
Did your kitchen pass expire? (I ask that last question so Big Ed didnt
have to...lol )
Redshad

 

Big Ed way up here says:
'' (Ed Hart)
I laughed anyway!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ed Hart

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
BJay up here too:



Ed, I had to go about 6 foot down this long ass bunch of responses, to
see what
you ''Laughed anyway, about''.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~______~~~~~~~~

<chuckle> Ed got a lol about the comment RedShad made concerning
a kitchen pass, or some such..






The supreme irony of life is that hardly anyone gets out of it alive.
Clouds all over the place and it was threatening to rain, when I left La
Casa and headed over to Ft.Worth to gather up Louie and the Sheriff.. We
headed west on IH-20 and made good time, just ahead of the forecast rain
storms.. Later, we
heard that streets flooded, etc. and we'd just beat all that rain..
Not much to report on the ride to Van Horn.. we just hammered that
highway and that new GoldWing sure gave the Green Vulcan a workout..
Especially on the long uphill grades and with a slight headwind.. Those
big old Honda engines just seem to power right on through those
conditions, and that little 800 CC engine on the Green One has to really
get after it to stay with those big boys..
We located our Houston friend, Jerry in Van Horn.. checked into our
motels
and ate a pretty nice mexican dinner at a small family type restaurant..
not
bad, at all..
Then we settled in for a well deserved nights rest, getting hyped for
the next days run to Casa Grande, Arizona.. Again, those old big boys
gave the little Green Vulcan one helluva workout..
Since none of the guys had ever visited the world's largest motorcycle
dealer (so they claim).. we pulled into Barnett's Harley Davidson, in El
Paso.. My old friend, Glen Green was off somewhere else, tending to some
personal business, so we cut our little visit short.. One thing is for
sure.. Barnett has sure got a bunch of motorcycles on his floors..
That days run almost ended in Benson, Arizona.. both Jerry and I were
pretty well used up when we got there.. hmmm.. that's the price you pay
for getting over the hill, being rode hard and put up wet too many
times.. Louie and the Sheriff decided to go on to Tucson, which is about
fifty miles furthur, while I lay stretched out in the shade on a service
station driveway.. After a while of the break and recuperation, Jerry
and I decided that we'd ease on over to Tucson .. Something happened and
we got our second wind while we made our way through the city.. we ran
on through and checked into the Buddy Helscel hotel.. Clara and Buddy
were waiting for us and after the introductions were made all around..
we had a nice visit, swapping tales that brought us up to speed about
what has been going on in our lives since we were together, last time..
One of Buddy's Harley pards dropped by to meet us and dinner was on the
table.. Clara had really done it good..
Well.. a good nights rest and Jerry discovered that Valkyrie had
developed a pretty bad fork leak.. fluid all over the place.. Numerous
telephone calls to both Phoenix, Casa Grande and Tucson didn't produce
anyone with the parts to repair those damned forks, without waiting for
a week or so.. Not being the kind of guy to sit on a problem, Jerry
decided he'd head back to Houston to work on his motorcycle..
Louie and the Sheriff checked in and they'd spent the day exploring and
looking over the Tucson area.. All those fine people hit it off real
well and we shared a great meal at one of the late John Wayne's
hangouts.. We got Louie and Gayle checked into a pretty nice hotel ..
Did I mention that the temps were soaring over a hundred degrees during
the day, with little cooling at night.. That is one hot place, I
guarantee..
Saturday morning came and it was priming up to be another hot one..
Gathered up Louie and Gayle and we headed to the north and east of
Phoenix.. The first visit was Goldfield, which is just north of Apache
Junction.. It is an old restored and rebuilt mining town and it's got
some pretty neat things to look at along with a train ride around the
place..
The next spot was Tortilla Flats.. Nothing much more than a stagecoach
stop during the old days, but again.. it has all been restored and
rebuilt, after a fire gutted the place back in '87.. hmmm.. I was
working in Phoenix at that time and had ridden up there for a coldbeer
and a bowl of chili, the night before the fire.. First time I'd seen the
place since then..
Back on the road again, we headed north out of Apache Junction.. The
higher we went, the cooler the temps became .. Those canyons and rock
formations are spectacular.. Amongst the many tunnels which run through
some of the mountains, the one we went through is probably the most
fascinating to me.. From one side of that tunnel to the other, there was
a great difference in temperature.. hot on the south end and almost
chilly when you come out on the north end.. We rode on up to Superior
and had a chance to look at all the copper mining they do in that area..
Miles and miles of mountain has been stripped away ..
Louie and Gayle left us there and continued on their adventure toward
Utah.. Buddy, Clara and I returned to Casa Grande to spend another night
of visiting and good company.. Sure nice to see them both again..
My return trip commenced Sunday morning about ten AM.. Took my time and
just kinda meandered back to El Paso.. Topped off the gas tank, next to
Barnett's again.. about six thirty or so, I think.. Van Horn was dark as
the inside of an old boot when I got there at about nine PM or so.. The
only gas available was at a truck stop with backup generators.. Van Horn
had lost all it's electricity due to some kind of accident at their
power source.. That place is sure an exercise in DARK, when there is no
lights, other than an occasional motorcycle headlight, showing..
One motel had a candle burning in the lobby and lots of rooms.. After a
brief negotiation with the manager, she agreed to a liberal discount
because of the lack of electricity.. Due to the high elevation, the
nights in Van Horn are very pleasant this time of year and with a window
open for ventilation, one needs to cover up pretty good, in bed.. That
all adds up to a good nights sleep, in my book.. who could ask for
more.. cool fresh air .. dark as pitch and quiet as a church.. Sometime
in the night.. the power was back on and after a good hot shower, the
search was on for breakfast.. Again.. that family restaurant was ready
for me and I chowed down on eggs, bacon with a lot of good coffee..
The remainder of the ride back to Irving was uneventful and very much
routine.. There was quite a few LEO's out doing their LEO thing, but I
outsmarted them all by holding that Green Vulcan to just over speed..
The limit out there in most of those areas is 80 mph, so I got along
pretty good.. Outside of playing around with a few of the truckers, who
have a limit of 70 mph, there wasn't too much going on..
The truckstop in Sweetwater was a good stop .. Several bikers who were
travelling like me, were there and we swapped some good stories while
topping off and getting a fast meal..
Well.. the ride was over when I got back into Irving about 8:30 PM
Sunday evening.. From just east of Weatherford, I'd been playing chase
with some really nasty looking black clouds.. so, the Green One got a
pretty good workout while I tried to outrun that mess.. Some of those
clouds looked like they might have a twister or two hiding out in them,
and I sure didn't want to get caught in that.. Within minutes after I
put the Green Vulcan on the Mexican's patio.. the bottom fell out and it
rained cats and dogs for a few minutes.. Just made it..
Outside of a few random sprinkles, somewhere around El Paso, there
wasn't much in the way of rain, on the entire trip.. hmmm.. time or two,
I'd have welcomed a little bit of rain to cool things down.. All told..
it was a good run and the company of Jerry, Louie and Gayle was
incomparable.. As always.. it's good to see that old friend of mine in
Arizona..
Better get that Green One unpacked and start getting it ready for
another run down into Mexico.. That should be coming up in a few weeks,
now.. Damn.. I'm sure getting old to be doing this shit.. LOL.. Just
can't seem to shut it down, though.. Regards
Bill Walker
Irving
Nice report Bill. Glad you made it home safe and sound.Your home earlier
that I figured. I thought you might stay out there till atleast Friday.
Did your kitchen pass expire? (I ask that last question so Big Ed didnt
have to...lol )
Redshad