1000 Miles

Lee Van Cleef has nothing on us. Maddog and I trucked through Tucamcari, made a pit stop in Amarillo, and a stop in Fort Sill. Lee never had that much success in the spagetti westerns 😉 joking

From Boulder City Nevada to Arkansas we covered 1200+ miles in 20 or so hours. We took some amazing photos of the landscape, sun, clouds, and action photos of the trip.

We filled up four times, managed excellent gas mileage, and one oil change. Bessy is running like the reigning champ.

Before our last fill up, we stopped at a Sonic for a quick bite to eat. Sorry Erina, we be truckin’ and not eating as well.

When we got back in the vehicle we tuned into the CB to listen to the little Rabbit and Cabbage head talk about the high school football team of Childress Texas. The descriptions where priceless.

The inside linebacker and defensive end can rep 265 39 times ( inject a slow southern drawl to enhance description ). One junior can lift 600 lbs. The followup from cabbage head, S-h-I-t you don’t say, that dare is some N F L potential.

Needless to say we laughed heartily. Thanks Dad.

With a laugh, we headed towards Fort Sill; the place I was born. After 3 hours of driving, I got us to the front gate, and we took a picture by the entrance. Mission Accomplished for me, it was my #1 thing to do, thirty years after that faithful day.

We switched up the driving, and maddog is piloting us through OK and AK.

See you all in Memphis … BBQ awaits our breakfast time.

And then there were two

The day snuck up on me in Tonapah. At 9:15 I had a “gentle” knock from maddog, reminding me we needed to jet and hew was going to drive. I jumped into action, a shower, no shave and checkout ( perfection ).

We piled into the van around 9:40 am, and picked one or two areas to go for lunch. At eleven we reached our first place, covered in flies, and a hundred in the shade. We took a pass, and headed for a state park on 160 outside Las Vegas.

We mysteriously passed the the park, it showed on the right, and we cruised by it on the left. Damn.

We continued to drive down the road looking for a turn about, and found a cut out road, and turn about. I asked maddog if we wanted to run down the road, he thought yes, and abercrombie agreed. We drove down the road and found plenty of no trespassing signs.

Ugh, a hundred, no shade, and then we see the turn about, in shade a lone tree, we park the van in the shade, put up the sun visors, and begin a meal.

We pull out the 6 ft table, and begin preparing a meal of ribeye, mushrooms, artichoke, tomato, and mozzarella. We are gourmet! Also note we were at 6000 ft, the water for the artichoke had a rough time, and did not properly cook after 30 minutes.

We ate the meal, sat in our chairs and chilled.

More than just satisfied with the meal, we broke out the RC cars and camera, and began decompression. We raced around trying to abide by the 25 mph speed limit, the rules of the road, and the NASCAR motto if you ain’t rubbing, you ain’t racing ( optional bubba spit here).

With the decompression complete, we felt a little goofy and began playing it up for the camera. A pose here, and group photo here, and some meat Popsicle flexing.

As time quickly flew by, we realized we needed to arrange the van, and head into Las Vegas.

Packed and Ready, i drove us to Hooters Casino. ( for wings ) we grabbed a late bite to eat, and a few drinks while we played poker and slots.

A bit sick of loosing money at the Owl, we headed to the Tropicanna, and walked through the MGM Grand, and back. I have to say it was a bit sleazy at the MGM, hookers and pimps were working the floor, not exactly a nice fixture to see.

We headed back to the van, and headed to the Airport. We said goodbye to Abercrombie, and headed to the Hoover Dam.

We passed over the dam at 11 at night, and tried taking a few photos. It was beautiful, but too low a light to appreciate it as a computer image.

Maddog slept and I drove through Arizona, and woke him up to drive through New Mexico.

And here we are cruising to Tucamcari….