Tuesday, March 8, 2016
Burnt Well Rest Stop
After daybreak we left the T/A at 5:50am headed west to Phoenix. To avoid the traffic at Phoenix we went south to Maricopa county-(home of Joe Arrpio) and cut North to I10. Jason started the day with aero coffee. Mark was very intrigued by the process. While clealry a plus in flavor the drink reduced Jason's mileage; requiring a quick stop at the Burnt Well Rest Stop. While there we tried to explore the area and recovery any valueable found-objects. In the process we found a snake hole and some nice foliage. Also note the very rare portrait of our medic. Once back on the coach Mark took training on the areo coffee method and loved it.
At this point we are 300 miles away. The air is crisp, the skys are clear and we will not be stopping... Oops I was wrong. Seems the door did not get closed. Jason likes a tight ship and rattles are like heresy-they will not be tollerated!
At this point we are 300 miles away. The air is crisp, the skys are clear and we will not be stopping... Oops I was wrong. Seems the door did not get closed. Jason likes a tight ship and rattles are like heresy-they will not be tollerated!
Willcox AZ
After leaving the roadside park from the chili dinner we headed West on I10. Jason was delighted to see more drizzle. Then we had a slight detour for a quick check from Border Patrol. They waved a through convinced we were legal. We stayed glued to the radar and hazzard reports regarding the storms buffeting our loved ones.
It looks as though all made it past this first wave safely. Mark and I started planning for Jason on a rest stop for sleep. The first location was checked for trip reviews and we learned it was closed for repairs. Jason then asked for contingency plans for the routes and time to the destination. Like all good sailors we must enter port (AKA: RV park) on time. With the logistics planning all tidy we then located a T/A in Willcox AZ for the sleep stop. It seemed welcoming with the giant sign and arrows directing us. Some skillful backing into what seems to be the last two slots, surrounded by dozens of 18 wheelers we were set for the night. Mark and Jason were rewarded for their fitness by using the forward accomadations (sofa beds). My dimensional advantage earned a birth in the captain's suite. One word-Nice. The memory of two godly men preparing for sleep with Little Mermaid bed linen will stay with me for the decades that await...
Today was a great day, full of blessings. We are safe and greatly encouraged by your prayers and meaningul fellowship. The Medic/Driver/Captain should be awake soon and we are planning to reach Valencia CA by fifteen hundred hours (3:00pm) local time. There will be at least one short break for a brisket tasting..
Photo of the starboard side view...
It looks as though all made it past this first wave safely. Mark and I started planning for Jason on a rest stop for sleep. The first location was checked for trip reviews and we learned it was closed for repairs. Jason then asked for contingency plans for the routes and time to the destination. Like all good sailors we must enter port (AKA: RV park) on time. With the logistics planning all tidy we then located a T/A in Willcox AZ for the sleep stop. It seemed welcoming with the giant sign and arrows directing us. Some skillful backing into what seems to be the last two slots, surrounded by dozens of 18 wheelers we were set for the night. Mark and Jason were rewarded for their fitness by using the forward accomadations (sofa beds). My dimensional advantage earned a birth in the captain's suite. One word-Nice. The memory of two godly men preparing for sleep with Little Mermaid bed linen will stay with me for the decades that await...
Today was a great day, full of blessings. We are safe and greatly encouraged by your prayers and meaningul fellowship. The Medic/Driver/Captain should be awake soon and we are planning to reach Valencia CA by fifteen hundred hours (3:00pm) local time. There will be at least one short break for a brisket tasting..
Photo of the starboard side view...
Monday, March 7, 2016
New Mexico
Turns out the human side of Jason became known. By my estimate clearly a 400 mile bladder rating. We stopped at a roadside stop with a very circuitus entry. The views were great and we heated up some outstanding chili-thanks Chanda! Also Mark found some art that was left for our encouragement. Back on the road and everything is going great. We feel your prayers. We are also watching the weather and in prayer for all back home.
Almost to El Paso
We are almost to El Paso. The view and conversation is great. Outside of the un-tarped rock trucks all is going great.
Notice the sad site of the idle rigs....
Notice the sad site of the idle rigs....
March 7, 12:27am. fuel and free coffee creamer
Just West of Abilene stopped at a Flying J for fuel. Several C notes later Mark wanted to pick up the last portion of fuel ticket for the bonus points. Jason had guessed the fuel so close that only another 50 cents or so was all the bus would take. Then Jason noticed there was no coffee creamer. I made decsion to address the shortage and ran over to pick up the creamer. Flying J does not sell creamer....
But one look at our VIP badges and my " pro"camera gear and I was in with free creamer from the confused clerk.
Also, good news the drizzle has stopped. Jason promises clear sky from here on. As Jason says; " once I wash and wax the coach there will be rain to kill the shine and dust everything up, then clear skys for the rest of the trip".
But one look at our VIP badges and my " pro"camera gear and I was in with free creamer from the confused clerk.
Also, good news the drizzle has stopped. Jason promises clear sky from here on. As Jason says; " once I wash and wax the coach there will be rain to kill the shine and dust everything up, then clear skys for the rest of the trip".
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