Friday, April 17, 2026

 Motorcycle Swap meet Sacramento.




I had been curious about this swapmeet for a few years. Sacramento is a good drive away, but as I said before, these events serve as my primary entertainment. My route would take me past my Son's house, so a couple of days before, I gave him a call and asked if he'd like to join me. He had been storing his and his Wife's bicycles at my house, so I asked if he'd like me to bring them up. He said that would be great, so I loaded them into my truck before leaving. 

Friday, April 10, 2026

 Thoughts on driving and riding.

The Plymouth on the street,
Photo taken during the previous owner's last drive.

I have owned the Plymouth for a little over a year, and I've put approx. 600 miles on it during that time. Although I was familiar with driving manual transmission cars, it takes a while to familiarize myself with the idiosyncrasies of this particular vehicle. Age has given it it's own set of peculiarities and foibles. Besides, it was restored forty years ago, and wear has certainly taken place in the forty years since then.

Friday, April 3, 2026

 My current old bicycle.


A  mid 1980's Marin Muir Woods.
Hard to believe that it's forty years old!

Not from my childhood, but from my middle age.

Friday, March 27, 2026

 A week's worth of driving for my Plymouth.


Casa de Fruta is the only Route 66 type attraction
in my area.

While nostalgia for a time that I never knew, colors my thoughts, I deleted the color from the photographs that I took.

The Plymouth had been sitting in the garage for several months, I thought that now, with better weather, it was time to put a few miles on it.

Friday, March 20, 2026

 Thinking about Corvettes.

1968. It was a very good year.

Chevrolet Corvette.

The "it" car for my Boomer generation.

Friday, March 13, 2026

Home Improvement:


Ryobi, not the last word in power tools,
but still pretty good.

Fixing stuff.

You know that I work on my cars, but I also do a lot of work around the house.

Friday, March 6, 2026

 The birds are driving me crazy, crapping all over my Mustang!


The hood was a frequent target,
but the deck lid suffered the worst.

I'm not going to show you any pictures of that!