We are still in Kansas and it is always the weather out here on the prairie. Snowing, cold setting by the fire looking out.
It’s getting day light and 19F degree outside as I wright this. This is what we hear the most when we are on our boat sailing in the Caribbean with the people from up north. “No more snow.” What to do on a snowy day this cold. I built a studio out here in a bedroom in our little house and have been pursuing a little art career but life seems to always throw you a few curve balls. All my art shows have been canceled. The Chinese virus again. We hear this a lot from young people. The deck is always stacked against you and only the lucky ever make good on there dreams. Pam and I are old now and know how hard it is to make your dreams happen and how much harder it is to be special in this world of billions of people trying each day to be the one standing out. Becoming a successful artiest or a writer in this time in my life. What are the odds of that happening to an old high school drop out. As for making your dreams come true. With that we have had a little success. Been on a few adventures. Never made much money. Pam is still with me helping me starting the old 49 year old truck we drive out here today as I twist wires to see why it want start. Seems like we have been doing that from the first day we met. She had a birthday five days before we met and she turned fifteen. That is a long time to be together now. With meeting her the biggest adventures of my life was on. I have heard all my life some one say. The best looking women I ever seen about some women some where. I can still see that beauty of a young women in her sometimes as we are doing thing together like cleaning up parts to rebuild the motor in that old truck we drive out here. Even if our looks have changed that drive in her to be in my world is still there. There when I have a project or a problem to solve. Laying out the tools we need as they’re needed like we are performing surgery rebuilding another motor together. There is something special to me about a women with oil on her hands and axle grease on her face. Rebuilding this old motor is turning out to be an adventure with finding parts. Finding parts with us living with so little money for a 49 year old motor. Our son had a block out of a junk truck that had been taking apart and left in the rain. It had sand in it. We think there’s a story with that. Only one way to get sand inside the lower end of a motor. Some one poured sand in this motor. Maybe someone mad a someone. Cleaned the block up and I think it’s going to work. Cleaned the cylinders with a rock hone. One new piston.
Did the head ourselves. Lapped the vales with new vales seals then the most important part, a good paint job on the motor before we put it back. I have tore into more than one boat motor just rebuilt they said and all they did was clean and paint it. Christmas is coming and the old truck is getting a motor transplant for Christmas. Still worrying a lot about our boat left in Guatemala. Chinese virus again and we are glad we are not there dealing with all the problems down there. Hoping to go get it when we can but for now life goes on here. Our son went out on a farm some where and cut us a tree on the side of the road. There are very few trees out here and farmers don’t want them in there pasture or fields. We were hopping for a white Christmas but they say it will be a mild Christmas. If you like living and eating well you can live our here “a lot” cheaper than in the Caribbean. Having black beans and rice every meal and a little piece of extremely thin tough meat is not on our menu out here. We do mess some food not available here as we travel like gathering fresh oysters and craw fish along the cost of Louisiana. I have never been anywhere where beef and pork is as cheap and as good as it is out here. This creates another problem. What to have Christmas day. Maybe out here it will be T-bone steaks cooked over and open wood fire pit like the cowboys do it. Pam is making beef jerky in case we get hungry with us on the go and now she is dehydrating. She is already in the Christmas spirit and I’m just flowing along. I will let you know how it goes in our next blog.
Until then we will just count our blessings and hope for everyone a “MERRY CHRISTMAS”.








