Why We Walk with Friends When We Walk

Had another fantastic walk this Saturday.....great time had with a good friend.....pleasant drive through the country side...a slight diversion to reach our destination, but well worth the extra time spent....after finishing a couple of honey-do's this am, I sent a phone call to the ole longrooffan to see if he remembered me telling him to get up early this am to go junkyarding..... seems he remembered and even gave me some grief for not contacting him before my 10:00 am call.....he had been up since 7:00 waiting on me to call.....he finally showed up and we headed west in the old station bus to adventures unknown......let me tell you that there are all kinds of things to be seen when traveling the American highway system at 50 mph.....it is amazing how much better the countryside looks at 50 vs 80 mph....about 40 minutes after leaving we headed north on a side road in search of an old cj I had heard of......."about 4 miles north off 92 sitting in the woods"......turns out to be a 3B that was of no use to me or those I know so we resumed our trip to the auto treasure chest I visited last weekend........couple of stops on the way to secure saw blades for the sawsall and liquid refresments and we arrived 10 minutes later......paid our entry fee....well JD did, I just bumrushed the gate....and we were off....
the first thing I did was look for the yardmonkey that was so helpful last trip, this guy works for a small wage and tips and last weekend he moved two cars with his big frontend loader and carried the old Willys wagon up to his shop and turned on his compressor so I could use his air tools to get the wheels, etc....but this man got a tip today before he did anything....remember to tip the help.....amazing how they respond.....anyway, after tipping this guy he disappeared....just what I was hoping he would do as I was on a mission to scrap a couple of vehicles....didn't want him around to stop me.....so then I beelined it to that old flat fender with the palm tree growing under it.....broke out the sawsall and proceeded to cut the steering wheel right off.....sharp blades and strong batteries are a wonderful thing when you are out in the field....starting looking for other things to cut up.....after securing the steering wheel I look around for the longrooffan.......
can't find him anywhere...where in the hell did he go..??....thought about it for a second and then just looked in the oldoldold car section....sure enough, there I could see his head bobbing around the hood lines of those old Buicks, Fords, Chevrolets, and Oldsmobiles....seems he was busy getting a blog and a couple of new wall arts......so I headed south to cut him off at the pass so to say and along the way I snatched an old Mercedes Benz hub cap......it seemed to fit him...
I met him at the old Willys wagon where he had established his base camp....by looking at his cache he had started collecting items from his list before his trip down memory lane.....as he is working away at his list I ask how I can help and he tells me to grab the speedometer out of the old Willys......I should have known better and told him to get it himself.....but no, I spend a good 20 minutes attempting to remove all the animal nests and small nuts holding the dash in before he looks over my shoulder and says..."dude, all I want is the speedo head, not the whole freakin dash"......at this I just reached up and pulled it right away from the dash......20 minutes, a bloody forearm and all he wanted was the speedo head......three seconds to remove it.....but I then spent the time to reinstall all the nuts I removed.....gotta leave it clean for the next guy.....a coke and a smoke and we were off again.....this time in search of an early 60's era F-1.....walked a good mile around the yard before realizing that it was no longer available....missed an old memory there for sure.....got a new one to replace it......headed back to base and got the spare wheel from the Willys and headed up to the shop... got the counterman's permission to use his machine and removed the old tire from the rim.....found Jon-Jon again and proceeded to check out.....now check out is on the honor system where you tell them what you got and they figure you took about twice as much and so they charge you according to what they figure you stole.....glad I forgot about the speedo head and the dash lights otherwise I would have needed a loan to get away.....stopped on the way back to the house for a Diet Coke and a powerball ticket, so JD, if you win I'm in for half....use Lee logic to understand why......had a wonderful slow relaxing ride home until we hit the shortcut cutoff.....as we passed it by I asked why we didn't take it and the oleragtop answers, "dude, that's the way we came.".....took a deep breath and understood his logic......different conversation material the rest of the way home......got to spend a couple of hours today with a good friend doing something that we enjoy......took another walk through automobile memory lane.... and enjoyed the drive there and back.....thanks longrooffan......

and this is why we......

CELEBRATE LIFE................