Out for an evening walk along the resaca enjoying the birds and the breeze.
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I own no land, instead I have wheelestate. I’ve been a full time RVer since 1997. Working summers as a Park Ranger takes me to many beautiful places and playing during the winter takes me to many more. This blog is simply the story of my life's adventures.
Moved
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Thursday, April 7, 2011
SWF – Sunset in San Benito
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Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Busy packing
The work begins. Have found a place for Mom to live in Arizona only 30 miles from my winter home called My Father’s Retirement Ranch. We are shooting for a move in on April 21st. So much to do before that: airline tickets for us both to AZ and then me back to retrieve my truck/camper, rental cars on each end, getting a mover, selling Mom’s big Lincoln, putting her mobile on the market, hiring someone to clean up the remaining yardsale stuff and clean the house, and packing boxes. Anybody need a job?
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Most visited post
Do you check your blog stats? I’m not obsessed with stats, maybe because it’s a number thing, but curiosity wins occasionally. According to blogger my most visited post with 800 page views since published (only 11 comments), early in my blogging February 14, 2009, is “Working with Wildlife”. Feel free to check it out, and bump the number up some more. ;)
Monday, April 4, 2011
MWT – A day at the beach with Mom
Mom and I enjoyed our weekend off from doctors and moving plans. Sunday we went to Port Isabel for an all-you-can-eat fish lunch at The Lost Galleon. The place was packed at 2pm but we didn’t wait long and chatted with some folks outside on the bench. The lightly breaded fish was certainly worth it along with fried okra and french-fries. Non of it greasy yet I felt a bit overloaded on “fried”.
After lunch we took a pleasure drive. While Mom gets around fairly well with her walker-on-wheels complete with brakes and a compartment that doubles for a seat, but not for far or long. Plus the wind was blowing a steady 25mph with gusts.
We crossed the causeway to Padre Island.
And headed for the beach.
Mom talked about past visits here with my Dad in the big truck driving on the firm packed beach near the waves, going with friends, and even with me. How she liked to walk on the beach gathering shells and enjoy a picnic.
I found a shell that seemed to have her name on it and gave it to her to add to the home collection. (Just one more thing to move or not.)
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