ADIOS

The ritual of spending a few minutes posting on this blog, or often, much more time in front of the computer each morning, is coming to an end.   It's been almost exactly 5 years since this electronic journal began, and I've accomplished what I set out to do.  The documentation of our travels, the home improvement projects, the time behind the badge, and glimpses into our daily experiences, has given our kids a multi year window into our lives.  That was my primary motivation when this all began, and with the yearly publication of a book, our 3 boys and grand child now have a written, pictorial record, that will stand the test of time.

Thanks to all who have followed our sometimes crazy lifestyle.  This decision has been in the works for sometime now, and it wasn't taken lightly.  Going back to a part time job these past few weeks, punching an early morning time clock, has brought this subject back to the forefront.   So, with some regret, the daily posts have come to an end.  I'm certain there will be occasional updates, particularly when we're back in the motor home, or when some other event is noteworthy, but for now.......it's adios.  

DRIVING DIFFERENT MOTOR HOMES

I officially became a "driver" yesterday morning at La Mesa RV, when I returned to work.  Still teamed with a more experienced driver, I was told by the transportation supervisor to start driving.  The big move of remaining RV's, from the fairgrounds back to the dealership was completed yesterday, and I drove 6 different motor homes, one of which was a gas powered class A.

It has been a lot of years since I last drove a gas powered class A motor home.  Our last gas rig was a 98 Bounder that didn't stay in the stable very long.  Due primarily to a lack of power, it was replaced by our first diesel powered rig, a 2000 Discovery.

Most all of the gas rigs today, are built on the Ford chassis, with a V10 engine.  The first motor home I drove yesterday, was a 34 foot, gas powered Tiffin class A, and even though the V10 Ford engine has more power than the 98 bounder, it's still nowhere near a diesel.  Then, there's the difference between the ride of a gas RV, versus a diesel chassis.  The diesel is much more stable, and with the engine in the back, it's a lot quieter. 

At some point farther down the road, I thought that we might downsize to a gas motor home, but after driving one yesterday, I'm not so sure that's ever going to happen!

BACK TO WORK

With the quick trip to Georgia now in the rear view mirror, I picked up several gallons of paint yesterday, in preparation for the job of matching the new tractor port with the rest of the garage.  Painting the roof extension by hand, is not a good option, so I checked into renting an airless paint sprayer.  With the rental cost somewhere around $75 - $100 a day, I decided to check out the cost of purchasing a sprayer.  I found a Wagner airless pro sprayer on ebay for just under $150, so it will soon be added to the tool collection.  

It's been close to a month since Coast to Coast Carports put up the RV shade cover, and still no word on when they're going to return to finish the job.  I sent them an email before leaving for Georgia, along with pictures of the anchor bolts that were installed incorrectly, but no reply as of yesterday.  How this company stays in business is beyond me.

Because the hole wasn't drilled deep enough into the concrete, washers were used to tighten the bolt.  Two of the 8 anchors were incorrectly installed this way.

Last night, Patty took a recipe out of Miss Terry's new cookbook, available through the Gypsy Journal link, and made pizza.  It was delicious, and there were no left overs for breakfast this morning, as I get ready to go back to work at La Mesa RV.

CHANGE IN PLANS

 My Grand Daughter, and my Grand Dog yesterday morning in front of the fire.

Yesterday was supposed to be a day of relaxing, and watching the Las Vegas NASCAR race on Mike & Amy's 70 inch big screen TV.  That is........until Marc checked the flights for today, the day we had planned on flying back to Arizona.  All of the flights were booked solid, so he started checking to see if there were any open seats on yesterdays flights.  He found a couple of flights from Charlotte, N.C. (about 170 miles from Augusta), to Phoenix, that were only a little over half full.  That was the good news.  The bad news was that the flights from Augusta to Charlotte were sold out.  Since we had plenty of time to get to Charlotte, we decided to rent a car, and take a short road trip.

 56 more miles to Charlotte, N.C.

When we got into the Charlotte airport, after dropping off the rental car, we discovered that we might possibly get on an earlier flight that also had a bunch of empty seats.  We just made it to the gate, getting on a U.S. Air flight that left a little before 6pm.  We chased the sun, touching down in Phoenix a little after 7pm.  There were still 3 more flights from Phoenix to Tucson,  but yep, they were either sold out, or close to being sold out.  We decided not to risk being bumped from all 3 flights, so we waited in line (last picture) for the rental car shuttle bus, and rented our 2nd car from Avis.  We stopped for a quick bite to eat in Casa Grande, IN N OUT of course, and we were back home around 11pm. about an hour quicker than we would have been, if we had made it onto that last flight from Phoenix to Tucson.

Even though the return leg of our quick trip was a bit hectic, it was all worth it.  Getting my two boys together, and seeing Mike & Amy's beautiful new home for the first time, as they say, was priceless! 

 

One last footnote - I've resisted the temptation to upgrade to a smart phone, but after this trip, I might be having second thoughts.  Marc's Iphone allowed him to quickly check the flights for available seats, and with his preferred status at Avis rent a car, he reserved a car in Phoenix while we walked through the airport.  When we got to the Avis desk, we avoided the long line, going directly down to the car.  On the way home, the Interstate 10 traffic alert signs started flashing "Highway closed at Warner Rd, use alternate route".  Just as we hit the stopped traffic, Marc used the GPS feature on his phone, and we exited the freeway, taking city streets around the huge traffic jam.  Yep, I might just have to enter the 21st century, and get rid of my dumb phone!

A FATHER, SONS PROJECT

 Amy and Mike just before we all stuffed ourselves.

Just like the old man, Mike, along with Amy's help, cooked up a hearty breakfast of bacon, eggs, & pancakes yesterday morning.   We needed the fuel for a small concrete project that we tackled later in the day. 

 Laila found a temporary new pet near Uncle Mike's woodpile.

 My two sons, Mike and Marc.

In the desert, these plastic foundations under air conditioning units, only last a few years.  This one is still in good shape, but it was beginning to slant downhill, and it was only a matter of time before it started to deteriorate.  Marc and I came up with a way to raise the units off the ground without disconnecting anything, pour concrete underneath, then set it back down on the permanent foundation.   We did this under Marc and Chandra's two air conditioners last year.

With two jacks and some lumber, we carefully raised the A/C unit off the ground.  Once in the air, some digging underneath prepared the area for the wooden frame.  Mike became the designated concrete mixer, and after eight 80 pound bags, the new foundation was on the ground.  I did some finishing, and edging work, and except for removing the wood, the project was done in just a few hours.

We thought we might have to get another bag of concrete, but the 8 bags finished the job, with just a little bit left over.

 This woodpile is primarily from the downed trees we cut up a couple of days ago.

 A view of the back of Mike & Amy's beautiful new home on 2 acres.

Mike just had this 24' x 36' structure built to protect their boat.  He had it built big enough, so that another large vehicle, like a motor home or trailer will also fit underneath. 

Once the work was out of the way, we took it easy for the rest of the day, watching some racing on the tube, and enjoyed some BBQ'd steaks later in the afternoon.  The weather warmed to 70 degrees, so it was time to ditch the long pants, and get back into shorts.  Today is our last day here with Mike and Amy, and we've thoroughly enjoyed our visit.  Tomorrow, Marc has to figure out the best route for us to fly back to Tucson.

FIRST DAY IN GEORGIA

I thought I had more pictures to post, but they mysteriously disappeared from the camera.  I suspect the SD card slipped partially out of it's slot, and the photos didn't get saved.  Mike, Marc, and I cleared some downed trees from the recent ice storm that did a lot of damage in this part of the country.  Fortunately, Mike & Amy's house escaped any damage, but others in the area were not so lucky.   We used the little tractor and trailer to move the cut wood over to the wood pile, and Laila was having fun riding in  the trailer.

I refer to Mike and Amy's beautiful German Shepherd as my "Granddog".  Tige (pronounced Tiga), has all of the protective qualities of a German Shepherd, but is mellow enough to allow Harley to eat out of the same bowl.   This is Amy's baby, but I told her to watch out, because I might just steal him if I thought I could get away with it. 

 Harley, just hanging out.

Sarah, is the other kitty.

Today, the boys and I are pouring a small concrete slab under the air conditioner condenser outside, to replace the current plastic base.  We did the same thing at Marc and Chandra's house, and as long as we can safely lift the unit, without damaging the copper line going to the house, it should go smoothly.  Notice I used that famous word "should".  Stay tuned.................. 

 

ACROSS THE COUNTRY

  We lucked out on the Phoenix to D.C. flight, sitting all together.

I picked up Marc, and Laila yesterday morning, for an early morning, 7am flight from Tucson to Phoenix.  Flying standby is always an iffy thing, but Marc had previously checked the passenger lists, and everything looked pretty good.  We got on a U.S. Air flight from Phoenix to Washington D.C., where we caught another U.S. Air flight down to Augusta, GA.

 Missing a few days of school, Laila did some homework on the long flight.

 Landing at the nations capitol.

Mike was waiting to pick us up at the Augusta airport, after darkness had already set in.  We went from a bright sunny sky in Tucson, to a cold, rainy evening in Augusta, but it was great to see Mike, despite the 35 degree temperature.   When we got  back to the house, big hugs were shared with Mikes wife Amy, where we scarfed down some pizza, and visited late into the evening. 

 

The Washington Monument from our aircraft, as it taxied into the terminal.

FROM WARM TO COLD

The high temperature today in Tucson is supposed to be 80 degrees.  The forecast for Augusta, Georgia, is 41 degrees.   Marc and I will experience the difference, as we're flying back east this morning.  Our connecting flight goes through Washington D.C., where it's supposed to be even colder, with a predicted high temp of 35 degrees today.  I guess I shouldn't whine too much, but what the heck, I'm going to anyway!  The dreaded long pants, and the even more extreme jacket, will be part of the attire for the next few days.  Yep, we Arizonians are spoiled, no doubt about it.

We're both looking forward to a visit with Marc's brother Mike, and his wife Amy, before we return to the desert on Monday.  Mike's third deployment to Afghanistan begins next month, and he's scheduled to return sometime in August. 

Because Marc works for the largest regional airline (Skywest) in the country, we both fly free, but it's standby.  In other words, if the flight is full, we don't go.  The flights from here to Phoenix, Phoenix to D.C., and from D.C. to Augusta all look pretty good, so hopefully we'll get there sometime this evening. 

MOVING MOTOR HOMES

It wasn't much after 7am, when the big move began.  As I mentioned previously, part of the training process for new drivers at La Mesa RV, is spending the first week or so with another driver.  I spent yesterday with Ken, learning how to inspect, and move motor homes out to the fairgrounds, the location of  La Mesa's RV show this weekend.  Two drivers were assigned to vans, the method of transporting drivers back to the dealership. 

Except for a couple of breaks, we kept up this round robin, starting first with the Class C motor homes, and finishing the day with the moving of several Class A gas motor homes.  I'm not sure how many rigs got moved, but it was probably somewhere in the neighborhood of about 60.  We'll continue this process today, with the show starting tomorrow.  When La Mesa last did an event at the Pima County Fairgrounds, they sold 30 something rigs, so it seems as if the logistics of this big move of inventory is well worth their effort. 

Hey Nick and Terry.  While waiting for the van to take us back to the dealership, I saw you guys pull into the fairgrounds, but didn't have time to walk over and say hi.  Tell your idiot neighbor that the world doesn't revolve around just him! 

BACK TO WORK

When I walked in the door at La Mesa RV's transportation office yesterday morning, I discovered that I wasn't the only newbie, starting his first day of work at this large RV dealership.   I was introduced to a fellow named Milford, who it just so happens, also worked as a transit bus driver at the Grand Canyon, during the same time period that I did.  We hadn't seen each other since early September of 2012, when after two summers of driving buses at the canyon, I said goodbye to the millions of annual visitors.  It is sometimes indeed a "small world". 

Milford and I spent most of the day with a couple of other drivers, who oriented us to various aspects of the job.  One of our mentors was a retired airline pilot who flew 747's, and the other was a retired Army Command Sergeant Major.   That is of course, after we filled out another stack of forms, each about 1/2 an inch thick.  I thought for a moment that I was buying another house!

The day passed quickly, and before I knew it, 4:30pm rolled around, time to punch out on the computer time clock for the second time.  Today, at 7am,  most of the 30 something drivers, including myself, will start moving RV's out to the Pima County Fairgrounds for a weekend RV show.  This process will be repeated in reverse when the show is over.  I think this part time job is going to fit pretty well, especially with the flexibility to still do some traveling in our own motor home.

34 YEARS

When Patty and I started our journey together, we were both single parents, living in Los Banos, CA.  We were acquainted through our jobs, hers as an Emergency Room Nurse, and mine as a C.H.P. Officer.  My work brought me to the E.R. frequently, either as followup with an accident investigation, or occasionally, with drunk drivers for a blood sample.  When we married in early March of 1980, we became a blended family, and despite some challenges, we raised three boys, David - hers, and Mike & Marc - mine.  We are both extremely proud of all three boys, who have made their way into this competitive world, each with successful careers.  We quietly celebrated our wedding anniversary with a replication dinner of the first meal that Patty cooked for me, way back when.  It's been a great ride, and it's not over yet.

We had a visit from our friends Tom and Barb Westerfield yesterday afternoon, who were staying just up the road near Casa Grande.  We first met Tom & Barb a few years ago, when we joined the FMCA Golden Spike RV Chapter.  They are full time RV'ers, living in their motor home, and it was nice to visit with them for a few hours.  We'll see them again in Southern CA next month, when we travel to the next Golden Spike Rally.

I'm up a little earlier than usual this morning, as I return part time to the work force.  At 8am, I'll be punching the time clock at La Mesa RV, doing several days of orientation, prior to becoming an RV driver for the company.   I have a feeling that driving motor homes will be a whole lot less stressful than my last job of driving buses full of tourists at the Grand Canyon. 

FINISHED

Except for a coat of paint to match the garage, and a darker trim color, the tractor port is finished.  I put up the last 20 boards yesterday, just before the rain started to fall.

The next order of business was a quick trip over to the fairgrounds, where a gun show was taking place this weekend.  A few years ago, you didn't hear, or see people waiting in line to buy ammo.  That's not the case today!  The demand for guns and ammunition hasn't subsided, and I suspect it won't, until the political assault on the 2nd amendment is defeated.  Unless, or until the voters wake up, and get rid of the politicians who think they know what's best for everybody, that's not going to happen anytime soon.

Marc and I are making last minute preparations for this weeks trip back to Georgia, for a short visit with his  brother Mike, and wife Amy.  As I mentioned a week or so ago, Mike is headed back to Afghanistan for the 3rd time next month.  His role as a civilian intelligence supervisor, is much the same as what his job was before retiring from the Army as a Warrant Officer.  With the current administrations recently announced cuts to the military budget, I can't help but think that Washington's priorities are beyond screwed up!  Sure, there's a lot of waste in all of the federal budget, and it should be trimmed.  But, cutting the military to pre-WWII numbers in this dangerous world, while throwing taxpayer money away on so many other wasteful programs like Solyndra, is just plain incompetent.  Like Mike Huckabee so aptly suggested yesterday, "why not cut Air Force One, instead of an Air Force fighter squadron"?

A CAT IN A BOX

 Give a cat an empty box, and it will most surely find a way to get inside.

Yesterday was kind of a day off from home improvement projects.  Patty and I did make a run into town, where I picked up enough boards to finish the south wall of the tractor port,  and we also hit Wally World for a few things.  

At 1pm, I had an appointment for a D.OT. physical, which extended my commercial drivers license medical certificate for another 2 years.   I start the orientation process this Monday at Tucson La Mesa RV, and will punch the time clock for a couple of weeks before being put on their schedule.  As I understand it, the scheduled work will be once or twice a week, and everything else will be on call.  When they have big moves of RV's, like an RV show, then they call in a bunch of drivers for a day or two.  We'll see how it goes, but I think this very part time gig, with lots of flexibility, will fit nicely into my wheel house. 

 The finished product, regarding the new electrical, and water hookups.

Now, if Coast to Coast Carports will ever get back to finish the building, I can get the county to sign off on the final inspection.  Until then, I've got a 98% finished structure, that I've only paid about 20% of the total price.  I did finally get an email that said they're trying to schedule me into a future run to our area.   Yea right, I think I've heard this before!

A COUPLE OF SURPRISES

Just about sunset time, I noticed some movement out in the front yard.  When I looked closer, I saw several Javelina's walking toward our driveway gate, near the neighbor's house.  There were about 15 of the little critters, and they just kept coming.  Is a group of wild pigs called a herd, a pack, a gaggle, or what?  Whatever the proper name is, that's the most we've seen near the house, and the first time during daylight hours.  That encounter was actually the second surprise of the day.

Earlier, I made an unscheduled, quick trip to my local dentist, due to a cracked tooth.   His diagnosis was not what I wanted to hear, but I kind of already knew that an extraction was the only possible solution.    Faced with a gap between teeth, that would only be slightly visible, I pondered 3 possible remedies, as I drove to the second quick appointment of the day with an oral surgeon.  #1 - Fill the gap with a bridge, and crowned teeth on both sides.  #2 - Have a partial built that would have to be taken in, and out.  #3 - Fill the hole with a titanium implant, that would later be fitted with a crown.  There was actually a fourth option, and that was to do nothing.

I decided on the third option, which was done in a matter of about 1 hour.  The good news is that in about 2-3 months, when the jawbone grafts firmly to the implant, my regular dentist will be able to do a normal crown, and the teeth on either side will be undisturbed.  The bad news is my dental insurance doesn't cover implants, and yesterdays decision was a pretty big hit on the bank account.  If I had the power for one "do over" in my life, it would be to start out with better teeth. Since that's not possible, I guess I'll be happy with no more dental surprises, at least not today!

NEW ELECTRIC & WATER

The idea of placing a 50 amp electrical plug, and a new water faucet near the left side of the motor home, began well before I did the two concrete footings for the metal building.  The one inch electrical conduit, and the half inch water line have been buried for several months, and now that the new building is standing, it was time to install the new plug, and the new faucet.

I removed the old 50 amp plug near the electrical panel, and when I had the new wires pulled through the conduit, I started connecting them on both ends.  Once the wires were connected to the breaker, and to the new plug,  I then had the new motor home electrical service right next to where the cord comes out of the RV.

 The old 50 amp plug is now gone, with the smaller pipe on the right, leading down, and over to the new plug.

I extended the water line about 15 feet from near where the new electric plug is located, to be closer to the city water connection on the motor home.  Routing the PVC pipe up to where the new faucet is located only took a few minutes, and with the pipe secured to one of the building support posts, it was ready for use.  After these pictures, I added a bracket for the hose to be coiled around, and this project went into the history books.

It's been over a week since the Coast to Coast installation crew left, not completing the construction due to a missing panel, and not having the right equipment to install all of the concrete anchors.  When they left, I was told that they would be returning to finish the job within a week, but I should have known that wasn't going to happen.  I did receive one phone call from Arkansas, asking how the installation went, at which time I reminded them of the missing panel, and informed them that the building wasn't anchored properly.   An email day before yesterday has so far been unanswered.  I'm going to call them this morning, and give them about another week before I drill the new anchor holes myself, and give them a bill for my labor, the use of my tractor, my two ladders, and my drill that they used to install less than half of the anchors.   Thank goodness the quality of the building is good, because  Coast to Coast's service is anything but.  The longer this drags on, the cheaper this building is becoming, and even though I don't like any debt hanging over my head, I'm actually looking forward to the battle that looms on the horizon, regarding final payment.    

WOOD AND WIRE

Those were the two things I played with yesterday.   The day started with putting more wooden boards up on the south wall of the tractor port.  There are 5 sections between the support posts, a total length of almost 50 feet, and I had enough of the boards to finish 4 of them.  The fifth is framed up, and ready for about 20 more boards.  Then, the only thing left to do, will be to paint the new structure.

I thought about leaving this south exposure open, until I saw how much sunshine made it's way into the parking area.  During the summer months, when the sun is higher in the sky, it wouldn't be quite as bad, but now, the area will be shaded for the entire year.  When I fence in the area between the driveway gate and the garage, it will be this same wooden style, and the two will blend nicely together.

When I ran out of boards, I switched from my carpenter hat, to my electrician hat, and started the process of moving the 50 amp electrical plug.  It's current location is pretty close to the new RV shade cover, but on the wrong side of the motor home.  Several months ago, I dug a trench, and buried the electrical conduit, and a new water line, that runs from near the house, over to the the left side of the RV shade cover. 

The first step was to unravel the 4 wires, stretching them out on the front patio, so that it would be easier to pull them through the new pipe.  I then put the fish tape through the pipe from where the new plug will be, and connected the tape to one end of the 4 wires.  Pulling the wires under the motor home, over to the left side was quick and easy.

It's almost inevitable, that even though you think you have all of the parts and pieces for a project, once you get into it, there's always something missing.  That was the case yesterday, and a quick trip to the hardware store got me the missing pieces to the puzzle.  I was in such a hurry, that I drove off without my wallet, not realizing that I had left it behind until I pulled into the hardware store parking lot.  Now what?  Do I turn around, driving 10 miles back to the house for my wallet, or, do I go in the store and plead stupidity, hoping for a solution that doesn't require a 20 mile round trip to retrieve my cash and credit cards. 
 

I did the later, and the folks at ACE Hardware allowed me to get what I needed, stating "just pay for what you get next time you're here".   If they had the selection, and the prices of the two big boy home improvement stores, I would certainly spend my dollars with the local guys.  Their slogan "Ace is the place of the helpful hardware folks" is indeed very true at my local store.

DRUG TESTING

When I first started driving tour buses in Alaska, about 10 years ago, I was required to be drug tested as a condition of employment.  My subsequent driving jobs at Glacier National Park, and at Grand Canyon National Park also required drug tests prior to driving public buses.  Yesterday, I formally signed an acceptance offer of part time employment at La Mesa RV, and once again, one of the conditions of employment was a drug test.  Today, pre-employment drug testing is nothing unusual, and is part of the hiring protocol for many businesses.  If you drive for compensation, it's almost a given that you will be required to take a drug test before going to work.

After filling out more paperwork, and signing the acceptance offer at La Mesa RV, I drove over to a lab, and did what I had to do.  The difference between this experience, and the others, is that the sample is tested instantly, and there is no waiting for the results.  Over the years, the system of testing has changed, primarily to stay one step ahead of the folks trying to beat the system.  I won't go into the details, but the lab person shared some of the ways that people try to avoid having their own urine tested.  We both agreed, it's a lot easier to just be drug free, instead of coming up with these elaborate schemes to avoid a positive drug test.

The main point I'm getting at is this...........A pre-employment drug test in this day and age is nothing out of the ordinary, and you don't hear about ACLU lawsuits against private companies for invasion of privacy, regarding drug testing.  It's pretty simply.  If you want to go to work for a business that gives you a paycheck, and they require a drug test, you either submit, or you go on down the road.  It's your choice.   Why is that so different than the short lived Florida requirement for all welfare recipients to be drug tested.  When a federal judge issued an ACLU lawsuit injunction against Florida's requirement, citing a possible violation of the 4th amendment against unreasonable search and seizure, I have to wonder what happened to common sense.  Why is it OK when you actually work for a business, and they require a drug test, but it's not OK for the state to drug test people who get something for nothing, by way of the generous taxpayers?  Something is wrong with that picture, and I just don't get it!

A NEED FOR SPEED

It's about 100 miles from Tucson to Phoenix, location of the 2nd stop on the National Hot Rod Ass'n (NHRA) Championship Drag Racing tour.  The old Firebird Raceway has been renamed Wild Horse Pass Motorsports Park, and along with the new title, we saw a few other changes, some good, some not so good.

 Two funny cars, after the burnout.

I picked up Marc at 8am, and if we could have made the 100 mile drive to the drag strip at the same speed as a top fueler, it would have only taken us about 16-17 minutes.  Since that wasn't possible at a speed of 75 mph, instead of  a dragster's top speed of 325 mph, we arrived at the racetrack a little before 10am.

This was my first opportunity in about 8 years, to attend the Phoenix drag race, due to a conflict with the Tucson Rodeo, which Patty and I always worked.   Even though it's been a number of years since we were a part of the NHRA traveling road show, there's still a few people that we know, and it was fun to see some of those folks.  Jim Maxie, who heads up MainGate's operation at Phoenix, and who was in charge of our gig at the Tucson Rodeo for a number of years, provided Marc and I with Sunday tickets, along with a parking pass. 

 The timing scoreboards reflect the speeds attained by 2 Fuel Funny Cars, on a typical side by side race, in just 1,000 feet of racetrack!

Erica Enders-Stevens is the first female Pro Stock Driver to win an NHRA Drag Race.

Back in 2005, while living in Lake Havasu City, we got a call from MainGate in Indianapolis, asking us to work their new merchandise trailer at the Phoenix drag race.  They hadn't hired permanent workers for this trailer yet, and we were available to help them out.  The merchandise was for one of the first female pro stock drivers, Erica Enders.  During the course of that weekend, Erica spent some time in the trailer signing autographs, and we got to know her, along with her dad Greg.  Erica started out in the Jr. Dragster program, and was the subject of a full length feature film entitled "Right on Track", released in 2003.  In 2011, she broke the national pro stock speed record, traveling over 213 mph in the quarter mile, and in 2012, Erica became the first female pro stock driver in NHRA history, to win a national event, at the Chicago race. 

She remembered Patty and I, not only because that was the first race where she had her own merchandise, but she reminded me that it was also the first race where she qualified to race on Sunday.  Erica is just one of many people involved in drag racing, that we became acquainted with, and it was fun to chat with her yesterday.

    

 Erica (red car) won her first round race, but lost in the second round.

 Marc, from our vantage point at about half track in the grandstands.

 Everybody's trying to take pictures of .....................

 this guy - Jesse James, husband of Alexis Dejoria, driver of the Tequila Patron Fuel Funny Car

During the warm up of Alexis' car, Marc and I got a good dose of Nitro, which I guarantee, will clear up any sinus congestion, in just a matter of seconds!  It's always fun to watch the newbies, who have no idea what happens to the eyes, nose, and throat, when the exhaust fumes from a nitro engine reach your body.

 

 Yep, we salivated over the new Corvette, just like most everyone else.

It was a fun day, filled with lots of noise, power, and incredible speed.  The fact that a motor vehicle can go from 0 to 325 mph, in a little over the length of 3 football fields, is almost impossible to comprehend.  Yea, I'll admit it, I'm a gear head, with a need to experience a lot of speed!  I got it in spades yesterday!