Therapy!

Got out for part of the weekend and it was good. Rode down to BFE all by my lonesome after the gang had some early ignition problems, but that was all for the best, and the solo, twisty, ass-chilling goodness was welcome for sure. Got to the campground via some simple directions given by our gracious host Adam, and was just happy that I didn't eat shit on that 11.5 mile dirt dung-pile they called a road. Got the run of the place and best tent spot since I was first one there by about 3 frickin' hours too! Seems the rest of the pack stopped along the way to shoot the shit and wait for stragglers and I just did the same with Adam's pops-in-law and his buddies who were a blast. Got to do the angry American talk with 'em and then on to guns. Good times for sure!

All-in-all, that's the reason we do this sort of stuff. Great time with great people - some new, some old news, but all worth their salt. Best part is that is was a quick in-and-out deal, and nobody had time to grow tired of it. Crazy campfire shenanigans had me laughing till my eyes dried up and I can only hope I added in a few chuckles for the crowd too.

Up bright and early Sunday and shot off with Allen to breakfast at the local Casino, then off on my own again for the twistys up the 79 to home. Hot, cold, hot, cold was the order of the day, and a nice farmer's tan will be in my near future after the burn wears off. Nap time for papa once I hit the shed and then up again to start working on the list of to-dos for Sonora and the Grand Plan.

Got some crap moved out the door on Craigslist and can only hope more gets out of the way soon. Making progress, but now's the time to start loading up the rig for the upcoming swap meet in Sonora with the boys from DTMC. Gonna be more good times and more brain massaging for sure!

I could get used to this...