Merry Christmas!

Hi folks,

Just a quick message to wish y’all a Merry Christmas and blessed New Year!

I continue to be a bum, just not a vagabum right now! I’m spending time with family & friends here in DFW while my rig is in the shop for another 3-4 weeks (at best) getting her rear axle replaced. (That’s a story in itself, lol!)

I’m looking forward to getting back on the road, and will likely head out shortly after the Super Bowl game in early February. Spring & summer will draw me to the Rocky Mountains where I’ll cover less than half the geographic area in twice the time as last summer’s travels. I’m gonna be taking vagabumming to a new, slower level!

Here’s wishing you and your loved ones the best in the coming year as we now enjoy the peace, joy, love & hope offered to us by the Reason for the Season. Be blessed,


Summing Up Summer 2018

In a word: WOW!

I’m sure I don’t have all the right words to express how phenomenal this summer adventure has been. If you’ve been following along since June 17 when I left DFW you’ve got a sense of how awesome this trip has been. But you really can’t know… As they say, ya gotta be there—and I truly wish you could’ve been.

The kickoff week with Julie & Brad, Rachael and Roman at Port of Kimberling on Table Rock Lake was great fun. Meandering around Michigan for a month was superb. Circumnavigating Lake Superior was, well,  pretty superior. Crossing much of southern Ontario and eastern Quebec was a beautiful drive and great hiking.  The Gaspe Peninsula coastal drive . . beautiful! Nova Scotia’s Cape Breton Island and Bay of Fundy were incredible. Newfoundland—well, there’s something about that land! Fall colors in New England, the somber memorial of Flight 93, and so much more. Great times, great memories!

What an awesome opportunity, honor and blessing to be able to experience  such a wide variety of sights, people, places. God has been very gracious to me, looking out for my safety and encountering me in so many places in  such sweet ways. I could feel the power of your prayers for my safety as I traveled along. Thank you. I’m truly blessed.

A few trip stats might be kinda interesting:

  • Racked up a total of 13,747 miles
  • The trailer hung with me for 11,374 miles
  • Drove a total of 380 hours
  • Traveled through 17 states and 6 Canadian provinces
  • Stayed in 59 different campsites over 119 days
  • Averaged 12 MPG in fuel consumption
  • Spent $3,693 on fuel (yikes!)
  • Spent $1,229 on ferries
  • Used less than 60 pounds of propane for cooking, cooling, heating
  • Bought two new tires

That’s it folks. A wonderful trip is a wrap. And it’s nice to be home! I’m now at the Vineyards Campground on Lake Grapevine (at least until the rising lake floods us all out!)

Love y’all. God’s best,



Newfoundland — Long May Yer Big Jib Draw

I arrived in Newfoundland August 28 planning to spend six days here. Quickly learned that wouldn’t work, so now, eighteen days later I’m on the MV Atlantic for the 306 mile, 16 hour, overnight sail from Argentia to North Sydney. It’s been a phenomenal 2½ weeks! Here’s a few stray observations of Newfoundland.

  • Beautiful country. I hope God incorporates some of Newfoundland into heaven.
  • Wonderful people. I guarantee you will not find friendlier, happier, more outgoing people anywhere. Even a couple homeless guys I ran into were genuinely nice.
  • Interesting history and culture. From its contributions to radio technology to progress in the sealing trade to the fun screech-ins, Newfoundland has so much to offer.
  • I believe fish & chips are available in every restaurant except for the Tim Horton chain! The fish is always very good, the fries are usually very not good.
  • They claim to have lots of moose but I didn’t see any. Finally found frozen moose burgers and sausage in a grocery store.
  • I did see a small bear cross the road 30 yards in front of me. That was cool.
  • I guess the atmospheric conditions or time of year weren’t right but I missed out seeing the Northern Lights. Rats.
  • The Trans Canada Highway (TCH) is a solid road (for the most part). Secondary and tertiary roads… ya, not so much. Lots of potholes and shady shoulders.
  • I missed the puffin colony too. Kinda sad about that; they’re cute birds.
  • The craft beer industry is just getting started here, which is surprising since it’s strong in the other provinces. The Port Rexton and Dildo breweries are excellent exceptions!
  • Don’t emphasize “found” in the name. It’s pronounced newfunland, like you’d say “understand”.
  • Common responses are “no problem” and “perfect” (usually pronounced purrfect).
  • The music is great, fun, lively. I could’ve sat around those community campfires all night. Best of times!
  • Moose is very tasty.
  • Never mustered the courage for cod tongues. Mainly didn’t wanna shell out $30 for something I thought I wouldn’t like much.
  • The people are Newfoundlanders. For the most part, the term Newfies is used by only natives and seems to be dying out.
  • Getting screeched-in was interestingly a cool, important ceremony to me. It makes one feel more than a CFA (Come from Away).
  • Saint John’s is the oldest city and Water is the oldest street in North America.
  • NF is the first country (back then) and province (now) to respond to the Titanic’s distress signal, the first to have have wireless communication in the world, the first place to prove continental drift, and one of just a few places where God has revealed the earth’s mantle. It’s rugged and beautiful.
  • It’s said, you can always tell the Newfoundlanders in Heaven, they’re the ones who want to go home!

All-in-all, Newfoundland is my favorite province of Canada and of the many countries I’ve been blessed to visit. Don’t get me wrong, other places have been awesome. Newfoundland is just awesomer. Even as far away as it is from Texas, I think I’ll be back. Since Newfoundland held back a few things I was hoping to experience, I think the land wants me back too!

So it’s with a little sadness but much more gratitude I leave Newfoundland for now. It’s been great! There’s something about this land.

A Newfoundland Welcome
Our door is open, please come in
And sit and have a chat.
We’ll spin some yarns and have a laugh
And a cuffer ’bout dis ‘n’ dat.
I’ll break out the lassie buns
And we’ll have a cup of tea.
Make yourself feel at home
And ask a question, please feel free.
We’re so glad you paid a visit
To our Island and our home.
Now you are no longer strangers
And we’ll miss you when you’re gone.
Please tell your friends to visit
Whenever they come this way,
Our door is always open
And we’ll sure enjoy their stay.

Calvin Coolidge on the Declaration of Independence

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I recently became aware of this insightful speech. Our 30th president revealed his wisdom 98 years ago but the truths are ever-relevant. The highlights are mine. I remember from school days that excessive highlighting can dilute the impact of the highlights themselves. So, sorry for so much highlighting here  but the speech is just so damn good!

Enjoy the holiday. May God continue to bless America!

Philadelphia, Pennsylvania — July 5, 1926

We meet to celebrate the birthday of America. The coming of a new life always excites our interest. Although we know in the case of the individual that it has been an infinite repetition reaching back beyond our vision, that only makes it the more wonderful. But how our interest and wonder increase when we behold the miracle of the birth of a new nation. It is to pay our tribute of reverence and respect to those who participated in such a mighty event that we annually observe the fourth day of July. Whatever may have been the impression created by the news which went out from this city on that summer day in 1776, there can be no doubt as to the estimate which is now placed upon it. At the end of 150 years the four corners of the earth unite in coming to Philadelphia as to a holy shrine in grateful acknowledgement of a service so great, which a few inspired men here rendered to humanity, that it is still the preeminent support of free government throughout the world.

Although a century and a half measured in comparison with the length of human experience is but a short time, yet measured in the life of governments and nations it ranks as a very respectable period. Certainly enough time has elapsed to demonstrate with a great deal of thoroughness the value of our institutions and their dependability as rules for the regulation of human conduct and the advancement of civilization. They have been in existence long enough to become very well seasoned. They have met, and met successfully, the test of experience.

It is not so much, then, for the purpose of undertaking to proclaim new theories and principles that this annual celebration is maintained, but rather to reaffirm and reestablish those old theories and principles which time and the unerring logic of events have demonstrated to be sound. Amid all the clash of conflicting interests, amid all the welter of partisan politics, every American can turn for solace and consolation to the Declaration of Independence and the Constitution of the United States with the assurance and confidence that those two great charters of freedom and justice remain firm and unshaken. Whatever perils appear, whatever dangers threaten, the Nation remains secure in the knowledge that the ultimate application of the law of the land will provide an adequate defense and protection.

It is little wonder that people at home and abroad consider Independence Hall as hallowed ground and revere the Liberty Bell as a sacred relic. That pile of bricks and mortar, that mass of metal, might appear to the uninstructed as only the outgrown meeting place and the shattered bell of a former time, useless now because of more modern conveniences, but to those who know they have become consecrated by the use which men have made of them. They have long been identified with a great cause. They are the framework of a spiritual event. The world looks upon them, because of their associations of one hundred and fifty years ago, as it looks upon the Holy Land because of what took place there nineteen hundred years ago. Through use for a righteous purpose they have become sanctified.

It is not here necessary to examine in detail the causes which led to the American Revolution. In their immediate occasion they were largely economic. The colonists objected to the navigation laws which interfered with their trade, they denied the power of Parliament to impose taxes which they were obliged to pay, and they therefore resisted the royal governors and the royal forces which were sent to secure obedience to these laws. But the conviction is inescapable that a new civilization had come, a new spirit had arisen on this side of the Atlantic more advanced and more developed in its regard for the rights of the individual than that which characterized the Old World. Life in a new and open country had aspirations which could not be realized in any subordinate position. A separate establishment was ultimately inevitable. It had been decreed by the very laws of human nature. Man everywhere has an unconquerable desire to be the master of his own destiny.

We are obliged to conclude that the Declaration of Independence represented the movement of a people. It was not, of course, a movement from the top. Revolutions do not come from that direction. It was not without the support of many of the most respectable people in the Colonies, who were entitled to all the consideration that is given to breeding, education, and possessions. It had the support of another element of great significance and importance to which I shall later refer. But the preponderance of all those who occupied a position which took on the aspect of aristocracy did not approve of the Revolution and held toward it an attitude either of neutrality or open hostility. It was in no sense a rising of the oppressed and downtrodden. It brought no scum to the surface, for the reason that colonial society had developed no scum. The great body of the people were accustomed to privations, but they were free from depravity. If they had poverty, it was not of the hopeless kind that afflicts great cities, but the inspiring kind that marks the spirit of the pioneer. The American Revolution represented the informed and mature convictions of a great mass of independent, liberty-loving, God-fearing people who knew their rights, and possessed the courage to dare to maintain them.

The Continental Congress was not only composed of great men, but it represented a great people. While its Members did not fail to exercise a remarkable leadership, they were equally observant of their representative capacity. They were industrious in encouraging their constituents to instruct them to support independence. But until such instructions were given they were inclined to withhold action.

While North Carolina has the honor of first authorizing its delegates to concur with other Colonies in declaring independence, it was quickly followed by South Carolina and Georgia, which also gave general instructions broad enough to include such action. But the first instructions which unconditionally directed its delegates to declare for independence came from the great Commonwealth of Virginia. These were immediately followed by Rhode Island and Massachusetts, while the other Colonies, with the exception of New York, soon adopted a like course.

This obedience of the delegates to the wishes of their constituents, which in some cases caused them to modify their previous positions, is a matter of great significance. It reveals an orderly process of government in the first place; but more than that, it demonstrates that the Declaration of Independence was the result of the seasoned and deliberate thought of the dominant portion of the people of the Colonies. Adopted after long discussion and as the result of the duly authorized expression of the preponderance of public opinion, it did not partake of dark intrigue or hidden conspiracy. It was well advised. It had about it nothing of the lawless and disordered nature of a riotous insurrection. It was maintained on a plane which rises above the ordinary conception of rebellion. It was in no sense a radical movement but took on the dignity of a resistance to illegal usurpations. It was conservative and represented the action of the colonists to maintain their constitutional rights which from time immemorial had been guaranteed to them under the law of the land.

When we come to examine the action of the Continental Congress in adopting the Declaration of Independence in the light of what was set out in that great document and in the light of succeeding events, we can not escape the conclusion that it had a much broader and deeper significance than a mere secession of territory and the establishment of a new nation. Events of that nature have been taking place since the dawn of history. One empire after another has arisen, only to crumble away as its constituent parts separated from each other and set up independent governments of their own. Such actions long ago became commonplace. They have occurred too often to hold the attention of the world and command the admiration and reverence of humanity. There is something beyond the establishment of a new nation, great as that event would be, in the Declaration of Independence which has ever since caused it to be regarded as one of the great charters that not only was to liberate America but was everywhere to ennoble humanity.

It was not because it was proposed to establish a new nation, but because it was proposed to establish a nation on new principles, that July 4, 1776, has come to be regarded as one of the greatest days in history. Great ideas do not burst upon the world unannounced. They are reached by a gradual development over a length of time usually proportionate to their importance. This is especially true of the principles laid down in the Declaration of Independence. Three very definite propositions were set out in its preamble regarding the nature of mankind and therefore of government. These were the doctrine that all men are created equal, that they are endowed with certain inalienable rights, and that therefore the source of the just powers of government must be derived from the consent of the governed.

If no one is to be accounted as born into a superior station, if there is to be no ruling class, and if all possess rights which can neither be bartered away nor taken from them by any earthly power, it follows as a matter of course that the practical authority of the Government has to rest on the consent of the governed. While these principles were not altogether new in political action, and were very far from new in political speculation, they had never been assembled before and declared in such a combination. But remarkable as this may be, it is not the chief distinction of the Declaration of Independence. The importance of political speculation is not to be underestimated, as I shall presently disclose. Until the idea is developed and the plan made there can be no action.

It was the fact that our Declaration of Independence containing these immortal truths was the political action of a duly authorized and constituted representative public body in its sovereign capacity, supported by the force of general opinion and by the armies of Washington already in the field, which makes it the most important civil document in the world. It was not only the principles declared, but the fact that therewith a new nation was born which was to be founded upon those principles and which from that time forth in its development has actually maintained those principles, that makes this pronouncement an incomparable event in the history of government. It was an assertion that a people had arisen determined to make every necessary sacrifice for the support of these truths and by their practical application bring the War of Independence to a successful conclusion and adopt the Constitution of the United States with all that it has meant to civilization.

The idea that the people have a right to choose their own rulers was not new in political history. It was the foundation of every popular attempt to depose an undesirable king. This right was set out with a good deal of detail by the Dutch when as early as July 26, 1581, they declared their independence of Philip of Spain. In their long struggle with the Stuarts the British people asserted the same principles, which finally culminated in the Bill of Rights deposing the last of that house and placing William and Mary on the throne. In each of these cases sovereignty through divine right was displaced by sovereignty through the consent of the people. Running through the same documents, though expressed in different terms, is the clear inference of inalienable rights. But we should search these charters in vain for an assertion of the doctrine of equality. This principle had not before appeared as an official political declaration of any nation. It was profoundly revolutionary. It is one of the corner stones of American institutions.

But if these truths to which the Declaration refers have not before been adopted in their combined entirety by national authority, it is a fact that they had been long pondered and often expressed in political speculation. It is generally assumed that French thought had some effect upon our public mind during Revolutionary days. This may have been true. But the principles of our Declaration had been under discussion in the Colonies for nearly two generations before the advent of the French political philosophy that characterized the middle of the eighteenth century. In fact, they come from an earlier date. A very positive echo of what the Dutch had done in 1581, and what the English were preparing to do, appears in the assertion of the Rev. Thomas Hooker, of Connecticut, as early as 1638, when he said in a sermon before the General Court that—

“The foundation of authority is laid in the free consent of the people.”

“The choice of public magistrates belongs unto the people by God’s own allowance.”

This doctrine found wide acceptance among the nonconformist clergy who later made up the Congregational Church. The great apostle of this movement was the Rev. John Wise, of Massachusetts. He was one of the leaders of the revolt against the royal governor Andros in 1687, for which he suffered imprisonment. He was a liberal in ecclesiastical controversies. He appears to have been familiar with the writings of the political scientist, Samuel Pufendorf, who was born in Saxony in 1632. Wise published a treatise, entitled “The Church’s Quarrel Espoused,” in 1710, which was amplified in another publication in 1717. In it he dealt with the principles of civil government. His works were reprinted in 1772 and have been declared to have been nothing less than a textbook of liberty for our Revolutionary fathers.

While the written word was the foundation, it is apparent that the spoken word was the vehicle for convincing the people. This came with great force and wide range from the successors of Hooker and Wise. It was carried on with a missionary spirit which did not fail to reach the Scotch-Irish of North Carolina, showing its influence by significantly making that Colony the first to give instructions to its delegates looking to independence. This preaching reached the neighborhood of Thomas Jefferson, who acknowledged that his “best ideas of democracy” had been secured at church meetings.

That these ideas were prevalent in Virginia is further revealed by the Declaration of Rights, which was prepared by George Mason and presented to the general assembly on May 27, 1776. This document asserted popular sovereignty and inherent natural rights, but confined the doctrine of equality to the assertion that “All men are created equally free and independent.” It can scarcely be imagined that Jefferson was unacquainted with what had been done in his own Commonwealth of Virginia when he took up the task of drafting the Declaration of Independence. But these thoughts can very largely be traced back to what John Wise was writing in 1710. He said, “Every man must be acknowledged equal to every man.” Again, “The end of all good government is to cultivate humanity and promote the happiness of all and the good of every man in all his rights, his life, liberty, estate, honor, and so forth. …” And again, “For as they have a power every man in his natural state, so upon combination they can and do bequeath this power to others and settle it according as their united discretion shall determine.” And still again, “Democracy is Christ’s government in church and state.” Here was the doctrine of equality, popular sovereignty, and the substance of the theory of inalienable rights clearly asserted by Wise at the opening of the eighteenth century, just as we have the principle of the consent of the governed stated by Hooker as early as 1638.

When we take all these circumstances into consideration, it is but natural that the first paragraph of the Declaration of Independence should open with a reference to Nature’s God and should close in the final paragraphs with an appeal to the Supreme Judge of the world and an assertion of a firm reliance on Divine Providence. Coming from these sources, having as it did this background, it is no wonder that Samuel Adams could say “The people seem to recognize this resolution as though it were a decree promulgated from heaven.”

No one can examine this record and escape the conclusion that in the great outline of its principles the Declaration was the result of the religious teachings of the preceding period. The profound philosophy which Jonathan Edwards applied to theology, the popular preaching of George Whitefield, had aroused the thought and stirred the people of the Colonies in preparation for this great event. No doubt the speculations which had been going on in England, and especially on the Continent, lent their influence to the general sentiment of the times. Of course, the world is always influenced by all the experience and all the thought of the past. But when we come to a contemplation of the immediate conception of the principles of human relationship which went into the Declaration of Independence we are not required to extend our search beyond our own shores. They are found in the texts, the sermons, and the writings of the early colonial clergy who were earnestly undertaking to instruct their congregations in the great mystery of how to live. They preached equality because they believed in the fatherhood of God and the brotherhood of man. They justified freedom by the text that we are all created in the divine image, all partakers of the divine spirit.

Placing every man on a plane where he acknowledged no superiors, where no one possessed any right to rule over him, he must inevitably choose his own rulers through a system of self-government. This was their theory of democracy. In those days such doctrines would scarcely have been permitted to flourish and spread in any other country. This was the purpose which the fathers cherished. In order that they might have freedom to express these thoughts and opportunity to put them into action, whole congregations with their pastors had migrated to the Colonies. These great truths were in the air that our people breathed. Whatever else we may say of it, the Declaration of Independence was profoundly American.

If this apprehension of the facts be correct, and the documentary evidence would appear to verify it, then certain conclusions are bound to follow. A spring will cease to flow if its source be dried up; a tree will wither if its roots be destroyed. In its main features the Declaration of Independence is a great spiritual document. It is a declaration not of material but of spiritual conceptions. Equality, liberty, popular sovereignty, the rights of man — these are not elements which we can see and touch. They are ideals. They have their source and their roots in the religious convictions. They belong to the unseen world. Unless the faith of the American people in these religious convictions is to endure, the principles of our Declaration will perish. We can not continue to enjoy the result if we neglect and abandon the cause.

We are too prone to overlook another conclusion. Governments do not make ideals, but ideals make governments. This is both historically and logically true. Of course the government can help to sustain ideals and can create institutions through which they can be the better observed, but their source by their very nature is in the people. The people have to bear their own responsibilities. There is no method by which that burden can be shifted to the government. It is not the enactment, but the observance of laws, that creates the character of a nation.

About the Declaration there is a finality that is exceedingly restful. It is often asserted that the world has made a great deal of progress since 1776, that we have had new thoughts and new experiences which have given us a great advance over the people of that day, and that we may therefore very well discard their conclusions for something more modern. But that reasoning can not be applied to this great charter. If all men are created equal, that is final. If they are endowed with inalienable rights, that is final. If governments derive their just powers from the consent of the governed, that is final. No advance, no progress can be made beyond these propositions. If anyone wishes to deny their truth or their soundness, the only direction in which he can proceed historically is not forward, but backward toward the time when there was no equality, no rights of the individual, no rule of the people. Those who wish to proceed in that direction can not lay claim to progress. They are reactionary. Their ideas are not more modern, but more ancient, than those of the Revolutionary fathers.

In the development of its institutions America can fairly claim that it has remained true to the principles which were declared 150 years ago. In all the essentials we have achieved an equality which was never possessed by any other people. Even in the less important matter of material possessions we have secured a wider and wider distribution of wealth. The rights of the individual are held sacred and protected by constitutional guaranties, which even the Government itself is bound not to violate. If there is any one thing among us that is established beyond question, it is self-government — the right of the people to rule. If there is any failure in respect to any of these principles, it is because there is a failure on the part of individuals to observe them. We hold that the duly authorized expression of the will of the people has a divine sanction. But even in that we come back to the theory of John Wise that “Democracy is Christ’s government.” The ultimate sanction of law rests on the righteous authority of the Almighty.

On an occasion like this a great temptation exists to present evidence of the practical success of our form of democratic republic at home and the ever-broadening acceptance it is securing abroad. Although these things are well known, their frequent consideration is an encouragement and an inspiration. But it is not results and effects so much as sources and causes that I believe it is even more necessary constantly to contemplate. Ours is a government of the people. It represents their will. Its officers may sometimes go astray, but that is not a reason for criticizing the principles of our institutions. The real heart of the American Government depends upon the heart of the people. It is from that source that we must look for all genuine reform. It is to that cause that we must ascribe all our results.

It was in the contemplation of these truths that the fathers made their declaration and adopted their Constitution. It was to establish a free government, which must not be permitted to degenerate into the unrestrained authority of a mere majority or the unbridled weight of a mere influential few. They undertook the balance these interests against each other and provide the three separate independent branches, the executive, the legislative, and the judicial departments of the Government, with checks against each other in order that neither one might encroach upon the other. These are our guaranties of liberty. As a result of these methods enterprise has been duly protected from confiscation, the people have been free from oppression, and there has been an ever-broadening and deepening of the humanities of life.

Under a system of popular government there will always be those who will seek for political preferment by clamoring for reform. While there is very little of this which is not sincere, there is a large portion that is not well informed. In my opinion very little of just criticism can attach to the theories and principles of our institutions. There is far more danger of harm than there is hope of good in any radical changes. We do need a better understanding and comprehension of them and a better knowledge of the foundations of government in general. Our forefathers came to certain conclusions and decided upon certain courses of action which have been a great blessing to the world. Before we can understand their conclusions we must go back and review the course which they followed. We must think the thoughts which they thought. Their intellectual life centered around the meeting-house. They were intent upon religious worship. While there were always among them men of deep learning, and later those who had comparatively large possessions, the mind of the people was not so much engrossed in how much they knew, or how much they had, as in how they were going to live. While scantily provided with other literature, there was a wide acquaintance with the Scriptures. Over a period as great as that which measures the existence of our independence they were subject to this discipline not only in their religious life and educational training, but also in their political thought. They were a people who came under the influence of a great spiritual development and acquired a great moral power.

No other theory is adequate to explain or comprehend the Declaration of Independence. It is the product of the spiritual insight of the people. We live in an age of science and of abounding accumulation of material things. These did not create our Declaration. Our Declaration created them. The things of the spirit come first. Unless we cling to that, all our material prosperity, overwhelming though it may appear, will turn to a barren sceptre in our grasp. If we are to maintain the great heritage which has been bequeathed to us, we must be like-minded as the fathers who created it. We must not sink into a pagan materialism. We must cultivate the reverence which they had for the things that are holy. We must follow the spiritual and moral leadership which they showed. We must keep replenished, that they may glow with a more compelling flame, the altar fires before which they worshiped.

Gettin’ Tight

Whiling away a few not-much-to-do-or-see kinda days during this holiday week when all the locals have the good campsites near good attractions hoarded for themselves. So I’ve been at Waterloo, west of Ann Arbor, and now am at Fort Custer, near Battle Creek. Headed to Ionia, a bit north of here, Tuesday for a few days before getting back to the shoreline areas Friday. So far these inland campgrounds have been nice enough; props to Michigan for its state parks—they’re very nice & are well maintained. There’s just not much to do around here.

Valence screw
No wonder the valences worked loose

So I dug out the screwdrivers, wrenches, drill & hardware and got to work tightening all the stuff Indiana and Michigan roads worked loose. I get it: winters are hard on roads but good grief people. It’s no wonder cabinet doors and valences and braces and shower door glides have come undone on your wretched roads; I’ve got a few fillings now rattling around in my mouth too!

Oh yeah, by the way, this insidious heat wave can bust outta here any time! I didn’t come here to enjoy the stupid 90s! 😜


Dad & Me
Dad & Me

As we welcome another Fathers’ Day to celebrate the important men in our lives, I think back to the wonderful times of fun, growth, and love spent with my dad. What an awesome guy. What a role model of a real man. What a great dad! He’s been in heaven  now 17 years and I still appreciate his impact and influence on me. I was unimaginably blessed when God placed me in the lives of my folks. I’m forever grateful. May we always honor and respect our dads. I’m so proud of my friends who are carrying out their God-honoring roles as dads so well. (You guys know who you are!) Here’s to the real men—the true dads—our world so desperately needs.

Happy Fathers’ Day!


I don’t know if when they named the town, they were thinking “rowdy” or “noisy” but the mountain town of Ruidoso, New Mexico at 6700 feet elevation is neither. It’s a cool, small community with a horse track, a couple casinos, golf courses, a few taprooms, and a brewery–and it’s a relatively short eight-hour drive into a cooler, drier climate, a welcome respite from the early arrival of summer in Dallas/Forth Worth. And I got to spend four days there with two best friends and getting to know two more wonderful friends.


Aaron, Ryan & I left Grapevine Thursday morning and headed west through Abilene, Sweetwater and into the megaplex of Post, Texas, the half-way point where we stopped for fuel and a beer at the diviest bar I think I’ve ever set foot in. I suppose the name, Moose Knuckles, shudda been a hint at the atmosphere of the joint: dark, dank, dirty and reeking of cigarette smoke. We lasted one pitcher of Dos Equis, the craftiest beer they had. At least the employee work procedure notice posted on the refrigerator was entertaining!

Four-plus hours later we arrived in Ruidoso and after chatting with our hosts Jerry & Judy, we found our way to a local taproom for dinner. Friday morning Aaron & Ryan fed the Cree Meadows golf course a few golf balls. It’s a tight, fun course with frustrating so-called greens–the only sand traps were the greens. I hung with the guys to give the cart girls something to do. After an awesome Bánh Mi sandwich at The Hidden Tap we spent a relaxing afternoon on the deck playing dominos and listening to Jerry & Aaron play the guitar and mandolin. Followed by grilled filets and Jerry’s own Cabernet Franc. A perfect day with good friends. I’m over-blessed.


It was a slow-start Saturday and us three amigos headed to the race track to play the ponies. We started strong and finished flat, breaking even on our commingled bets. Although it took most of the ten races to figure out the scoreboards and payouts, we had an absolute blast! So much so that we returned Sunday afternoon with Jerry & Judy to give the horses another shot at making us rich. Ended up pretty much breaking even, except for the fun… we were way ahead in that category!

Saturday night we enjoyed a delicious dinner at Michael J’s to celebrate Jerry’s birthday. When in Ruidoso you gotta check this place out. Superb.

You had to be there!

Sunday morning the guys played another round of golf before we all went to the horse races. That evening we again hung out on the deck feeding deer, playing games and listening to music. There’s something about being in the mountains, watching (and feeding!) God’s wild creatures, enjoying the company of great friends and sipping good wine that nourishes the soul. Yep, over-blessed.

God gave us safe travels, great conversation, contagious laughter, beautiful views and fun times–all wrapped around loving friends and family. I’m definitely (yup) over-blessed. Thanks, guys, for a phenomenal trip!

A Few Takeaways

As I’m wrapping up my first lengthy trip I thought I’d put together a few thoughts on what I’ve seen, learned, been exposed to—what I’ve experienced. Here goes…


I truly wish IQ tests were required for drivers. Something like: blow into this tube which measures your intelligence and fitness to drive, then the car will start.

  • A couple questions to clueless drivers: Just how much stupid are you sitting on when you pull out in front of 11,000 pounds coming at you at 60 miles per hour?
  • And: You do realize, right, that’s it possible to exit the highway without coming to a near-stop? That there are vehicles behind you, right?
  • Tow mode is awesome in the hills. Economical & brake saving.
  • Fuel economy takes a big hit from 65 to 70 MPH. So I keep it at 65 (unless I’m maneuvering around the dumbass who pulled out in front of me).

We’ve got some great roads in this country. Except for US90 in Louisiana. I’m still annoyed by that one…

  • Interstates are great; they get you where you wanna go. But they all look pretty much the same.  I’ve steered toward less-traveled roads. Of the 5346 miles I’ll have driven, only about 1300 (25%) were on interstate highways, mainly at the beginning and end of my trip.
  • I drove 84% of the 574-mile Skyline Drive/Blue Ridge Parkway roads, and I drove 77% of the 444-mile Natchez Trace Parkway. Both are wonderful roads and I strongly recommend them.
  • Many of Louisiana’s roads suck. The aforementioned US90 and recently driven I-20 are horrible in many areas, particularly the logging road through Shreveport. Ridiculous. Perhaps criminally so. I-20 improves drastically at the Texas state line.

Like a sailboat, I’m sure each trailer has its own idiosyncrasies. B certainly has a few.

  • The sofa will throw its pillows onto the floor while traveling. Nearly every time. (I even think it does it when we’re parked overnight.)
  • The back window will open while driving. Every time.
  • After flushing out the remaining water in the hose before connecting it to the trailer, I’ll forget to turn it on again, until I try to use a faucet inside. Every. Time.
  • The Keurig machine doesn’t fall off the counter, so I quit putting it in the sink while traveling. (Watch the damn thing take a header tomorrow!)
  • The hand-soap dispenser will always fall off the counter. And it’ll find the most unusual places to hide.
  • It’s not worth the effort to make the bed on a trailer. So if that bothers you, don’t look in my bedroom.
  • The reefer while running on propane sure uses a lot of battery power. Seems weird to me.
  • Don’t wrap leftover meat in just foil and put in the reefer. Just don’t.

I’ve been in great sites & crappy sites, pretty sites & parking lots.

  • As often as not, the water faucet will be in a horrible location just to give me something to bitch about. Even had to get help one time to connect the damn hose.
  • State parks are usually quite nice—often as nice or better than more expensive private parks.
  • Dumping the holding tanks ain’t as bad as I was afraid it’d be. And it seems my mileage cares nothing about how full the tanks are, so I only dump when I really need to. TMI?
  • I load up on fresh water from time to time so I can avoid the potential cussfest of connecting the water hose. I think that also helps keeps the little greenies outta the tank. Just be sure to taste the water before filling up; some places have horrible H2O, even though I’ve got a good filter.

When you’re camping to get away from it all, technology can—and should—take a hike. But living on the road is different.

  • CarPlay is a good app (it’s the integration of the iPhone and Ford’s navigation system). But Siri, the lady inside the phone, doesn’t give a flying flip for the windiness, width or bridge height of her routes. I’ve learned when to use her and when to shut her up. In cities, her lane guidance is a huge help when towing a trailer.
  • Haven’t encountered a campground wireless network that’s worth a damn yet, even in metro areas. C’mon people, it’s 2018; upgrade your dial-up service. Good grief.
  • The Dish Network mobile antenna needs a perfect view of the sky; even a stray bird impairs the signal. Or it’s a faulty sat-receiver; we’re still sorting out this annoying problem.
  • Google Maps is a frustrating app and apparently hates the Blue Ridge Parkway (it’s probably a Silicon Valley prejudice). But it’s free.
  • You gotta use tech correctly. On the last day of my trip I finally fixed the trailer backup camera. It was showing a reserved view (left vs. right). I’d finally had enough after another very tight backup situation in a very crowded gas station.
Coasting to a Stop

Touring the Southeast was a great experience. Uncountable awesome views, great people, a few unique brews here & there, and visiting friends highlight my seven weeks. I’m enjoying the piney woods of East Texas at Tyler State Park, a fitting site to wrap up this journey. The good Lord looked out for me on this trip, and I thank Him for that and for the incredible opportunity to see some of our beautiful country. May God bless America. That includes you! Until the next trip… be good.


Mom and us at ballgame 2 years ago
Mom and us at ballgame 2 years ago

Mom passed into the welcoming arms of Jesus a year ago today. I’m missing her and guess Mothers Day will always now be bittersweet for me. As I’ve been traveling, I catch myself thinking, “wow, mom & dad would really like this place” or “mom
would be asking (and worrying!) how the weather is here.” I’m grateful for so many awesome memories and such unconditional love from my parents. Love you, mom. Enjoy heaven!

How Do I Put This?

Disclosure: I thought I had visited Gettysburg back in the early 90s. I dunno what I was thinking but wherever I went back then sure wasn’t Gettysburg. It was a important Civil War national park (I think they all  are), but it wasn’t this one. After spending 6+ hours visiting the Gettysburg visitors center and driving the battlefield tour, I’m kinda off my rails . . . it’s a lot to take in.

I arrived at the visitor’s center about 8:30. It was rebuilt in 2008 and it’s an awesome facility. Been to a bunch of National Park Service visitors’ centers; this one ices the cake. Attendance today was light—mostly a slew of high school groups visiting, which is awesome. From what I could tell, these kids were soaking in the history. So good to see. I wish kids across the country had access to walk our history as these fortunate boys & girls do.

The Morgan Freeman narrated film about the conditions leading to the Civil War and then the war itself was so well done high schoolers applauded at the end! And then the Cyclorama exhibit blew me away. I felt like I was standing in the middle of the battle. It’s a 45 by 330 foot painting animated with narrative, lights, and sound effects. Truly impressive and the best $15 I’ve spent  in a looooong time. Both certainly gave me an appreciation for what the battle at Gettysburg was like. After another hour in the museum and bookstore (I even bought a shirt!) I headed out to drive the auto tour.

The 23 mile self-guided tour is awesome. You can get tour guides or take a bus tour, but I was feeling like doing it solo. A few times at certain stops I eavesdropped on the pros explaining the history and realized there’s real value in going that route. (So I continued to eavesdrop from time to time!)

The battlefields are: Massive. Expansive. Sprawling. Diverse. Difficult. Beautiful. Stunning. Serene. Humbling. Sobering. Sad.

I don’t know how many times I felt emotions of regret, anger, sadness, appreciation, admiration, inadequacy, thankfulness. Emotions ran the gamut. I truly don’t know how to put it…

(I do know I’m annoyed at our weakened culture that wants safe rooms to coddle their ill-conceived emotions of being wronged. Good God, people, some of these soldiers walked miles upon miles to fight for their cause. Many of them barefoot. Some snowflakes out there today really need a reality check. ‘Nuff said.)

I walked through the “bloody wheatfield” where 4,000 were killed or injured. and I looked down at Devils Den, yet another site of fierce fighting and sacrifice. You can’t walk these lands and not feel the impact of what went down here. You don’t.

The tour fittingly ends at the National Cemetery where President Lincoln gave his famous, so pertinent address. I walked those grounds and, I gotta say, I got a little choked up at the number of “unknown” grave markers. So many men—on both sides of the conflict that divided our nation—gave their lives and are buried in graves marked “Unknown.” Others remain on the battlefields, unceremoniously buried where they fell. I don’t know what to do with that…

So then, how do I put this? What do I do with my Gettysburg experience? Do I just move on? Just visit the next point  of interest? Push the emotion to the background? As a wise (and much loved) sister put it: “You CANNOT truly appreciate the past until you visit places like this in person. If we remove everything offensive and sweep it under the rug then we’re eventual doomed to repeat it…

I guess I’ll tell the story. Encourage people to visit our nation’s parks and historic sites. Learn. Consider. Apply. Encourage. Pay it forward. Pray. May God bless America. The United States of America.