Full Version: The Last 10 Minutes
When do you get excited about going to Glamis? I mean, I know you are all looking forward to going out and everyone is planning the trip, but when does it really "sink in"? For me its the last 10 minutes of the drive out there. Sure brings back memories!
when the dunes are in sight
I really get excited when I cross the East Highline canal. You know, the canal that seperates the farm land from the open desert. It's about then I say "Helloooooo Glamis! I'm baaaaaaack! I missed you!" ![[Big Grin]](biggrin.gif)
It's the canal for me too... When I drive over that I know that I'm THERE. It wouldn't matter if the van died then and there, I'd be in Glamis!
But the REAL thing that gets me REALLY going is when I see the first buggy/quad riding in the dunes. Nothing like it!
Vor
But the REAL thing that gets me REALLY going is when I see the first buggy/quad riding in the dunes. Nothing like it!
Vor
I LOVE getting there at night. When your driving and then you start to see all the lights. ![[Love]](graemlins/love.gif)
. And then when you pass by comp and see all the commotion.SWEEEEET! Start to blast AC/DC! LOVE IT! ![[Skull]](graemlins/skull.gif)
. And then when you pass by comp and see all the commotion.SWEEEEET! Start to blast AC/DC! LOVE IT!
With me it starts when I drive into brawley. I start getting the felling that it's close. I usually camp at the flats so it really hits me when I see all the people playing in the dunes as I'm driving down the 78. I get all excited like I have ants in my pants. I can hardly stay sitting in the drivers seat. Boy, I get it bad sometimes.
Oh yea...It starts to hit Slap when he sees his friend Mr. Burrow Owl standing and a greetin as we head on in. He always has a smile ready for Slap, and then he tells Slappy to say hi to Mr. Red Tail for him.
Then when Mother G gets in sight, Slappy start gettin them butterflies, OOOHHH SLAPPY GOTTA DANCE...
[ 09-03-2002, 07:05 PM: Message edited by: Slappy ]
Then when Mother G gets in sight, Slappy start gettin them butterflies, OOOHHH SLAPPY GOTTA DANCE...
[ 09-03-2002, 07:05 PM: Message edited by: Slappy ]
I get it when I hitch my trailer and load my car.
I really get it when I pass someone on the way or they pass me.
I get it worse the closer I get.
I really get it when I pass someone on the way or they pass me.
I get it worse the closer I get.
It comes in stages (kind of like good sex).
First part is when I get a date set. And Ok it with my wife.
Second part getting the day off work.
Third part getting the toys ready & figuring out who I'm going with.
Fourth Driving past Ave 51 in Coachella. I used to work right there off the fwy so its no big deal till I pass by there and keep going.
Fifth right past the farms on the 78 the road gets twisty a bit and you can kind of see the dunes.
sixth crossing the aquaduct I turn off the radio and roll down the window to hear and smell the dunes.
Last but not least is getting out of my truck at the pay station. Its like slow motion, come to a stop, pull the parking brake, and let my foot swing out of the truck and feel the sand cruch under my feet. from there till I get set up I think of NOTHING ELSE!!!
SON OF A B!TCH!!! NOW I WANT TO GO!!!!
First part is when I get a date set. And Ok it with my wife.
Second part getting the day off work.
Third part getting the toys ready & figuring out who I'm going with.
Fourth Driving past Ave 51 in Coachella. I used to work right there off the fwy so its no big deal till I pass by there and keep going.
Fifth right past the farms on the 78 the road gets twisty a bit and you can kind of see the dunes.
sixth crossing the aquaduct I turn off the radio and roll down the window to hear and smell the dunes.
Last but not least is getting out of my truck at the pay station. Its like slow motion, come to a stop, pull the parking brake, and let my foot swing out of the truck and feel the sand cruch under my feet. from there till I get set up I think of NOTHING ELSE!!!
SON OF A B!TCH!!! NOW I WANT TO GO!!!!
The moment my engine rumbles to life. I used to get excited as I passed over the canal but any more, it's only when my motor is makin noise that my heart starts beating.
I guess you can't get to excited about riding when you own a Yamaha, until you know for sure it's going to run. Sorry to hear that Ben... ![[Frown]](frown.gif)
i get it the second i see someone riding anything... buggy, quad, bike or ATC.
LMAO that was good mr.dune.. made me fall outa my chair laughing ahaha
[ 09-03-2002, 11:07 PM: Message edited by: motoman ]
LMAO that was good mr.dune.. made me fall outa my chair laughing ahaha
[ 09-03-2002, 11:07 PM: Message edited by: motoman ]
Gotta be the cows.
Oh wait, thats a different feeling.
Ok,I get the feeling when:
I get past
The smell of the cows
Oh wait, thats a different feeling.
Ok,I get the feeling when:
I get past
The smell of the cows
soon as the garage door closes and we pull out to go.....
quote:
Originally posted by Mr.DUNE:
I guess you can't get to excited about riding when you own a Yamaha, until you know for sure it's going to run. Sorry to hear that Ben...
Right when I hit the desert floor coming off the grade of I-8, and then when I get to the dunes I crank Disturbed " The Sickness" ![[Disturbed]](graemlins/disturbed.gif)
Ok, I've been thinking about this and I thought I would explain all of the little "twinges" I get, like Jon did, when getting ready for Glamis.
We'll talk about the T-day trip since that is the one to last all year long!
When does it start? Well, I'd have to say that for the Thanksgiving trip it starts Monday evening, after I get completely unloaded and have taken that long needed shower and am sitting down either in the living room or out on the porch reflecting on the T-day trip I am returning from.
Yes, that's right. It starts the DAY AFTER the LAST trip!
First, I try to remember some of the momments we had, remember some of the people and some of the cars and bikes... maybe a certain ride or two... just reflecting. Then it dawns on me. I have to put my name on the vacation calendar for NEXT YEAR! 10 days at Glamis is something that takes an entire year to plan.
The next time I think about it would be while sitting around the campfire with just about anyone. Either at Glamis or at another campout. Talking about what my plans are for next Thanksgiving. "I'm gonna rebuild those carbs this year." Hearing what other's plans are, and rubbing it in that I'll be there for 10 days!
Then, summer rolls around. All I can think about all summer is what do I have to do to get ready for Thanksgiving? I gotta tune those carbs, gotta work on the three-wheeler, gotta buy a new VAN! All of it, all for Thanksgiving...
Then comes the first trip of the season, generally late October. What's the purpose of the late Oct. trip? You guessed it... TO GET READY FOR THANKSGIVING!
Now we're in the homestreach. The NEXT trip is Thanksgiving. Each and every penny is spent with Thanksgiving in mind. Remind my boss, "Thanksgiving, I WILL NOT be here. You understand?" She always has... How could you NOT understand? I mean, it's the only thing I've talked about all year long!
All the rigs and rides are ready. Trailers are loaded the weekend before. Groceries are bought... NOTHING can go wrong!
Now, it's Monday and I'm leaving Friday afternoon... to be in Glamis for Thanksgiving! No work getting done THIS week, for sure! Everyone at work understands... "Hey, are you gonna get that done or are you just gonna veg?"... "What do YOU think?" I ask them with a S*** eating grin!
Tuesday, worse than Monday... Going through my checklist in my head every five minutes... Wensdeay... Check the trailers. are the tires still up? and then...
Thursday... the most GOD AWEFUL day of the year!!!
Don't talk to me on Thursday. Don't give me something to do because IT AIN'T GETTING DONE! NOTHING will keep me from Glamis...
While sitting at my desk, it dawns on me... "This time tomorrow I'll be in Glamis..." and chills run up my spine... 5 O'clock rolls around... I don't get off till 6 but hell, I ain't doing nothing and I ain't gonna see this place for TWO WEEKS!!! I'm OUTTA HERE!...
Driving home Thursday night... another thing dawns on me... I'm OFF WORK... NOTHING stands between me and Glamis! Another chill and a huge grin as the realization hits.
I'd like to take a momment here to explain an phenonenom that I like to call ... "Glamis Creap"
This is where, as the momment to leave for Glamis gets closer, your "leave time" keeps getting shifted to sooner and sooner.
Of course, I had originally planned on leaving Friday afternoon... but hell, I'm packed.. I'm ready... I could leave first thing Friday morning...
Hey, what the hell, I could even leave TONITE!!! What's stopping me?
So, I get home... The dog is beside himself. He knows! He's no dumb dog.. He loves Glamis as much as I do and he can see what it's doing to me!
I do last minute packing. Double check all my clothes. Where's my helmet... I have to put the dog in the van because he is whining and crying... Everytime I step outside to look in the van he starts barking... "don't leave me.. don't leave me..." It's unbarable so I just put him in the van and he's very happy!
Got everything in... All packed... Trailer is hooked up... Everything is tied down... Now it's serious... Everything HAS to be right... No mistakes!!! Double check EVERYTHING!!!
Jump behind the wheel... put it in drive... OH CRAP.... I'M GOING TO GLAMIS!!!
The drive is a blur. I can make that drive in my sleep. I notice NOTHING until I reach Brawley.
This is it... final streach...
Turn left towards Glamis and smell the cows... The dog's awake now! Only 20 more minutes.... It's midnight... I can smell the sand... windows down with the cool wind in my face.. no radio... I wanna HEAR IT!!!
Get to the canal. Now we're HERE... Look around... Man, lots of people already here...
THERE IT IS! A QUAD RIDING ON A DUNE... RIGHT OVER THERE... OH CRAP!!!
Watch my speed... Easy to make a mistake here... Turn on Wash road... Pull out the radio and hollar for some friends... That NEVER works but I try every time.. I know right where they are.. get to Wash 5 and look... sure enough.. right where they are supposed to be... There's a campfire! Someone's UP!!! Pull in... find a flat spot and
TURN THE MOTOR OFF
And then....
Glamis time
Vor
[ 09-04-2002, 01:51 PM: Message edited by: Voice of Reason ]
We'll talk about the T-day trip since that is the one to last all year long!
When does it start? Well, I'd have to say that for the Thanksgiving trip it starts Monday evening, after I get completely unloaded and have taken that long needed shower and am sitting down either in the living room or out on the porch reflecting on the T-day trip I am returning from.
Yes, that's right. It starts the DAY AFTER the LAST trip!
First, I try to remember some of the momments we had, remember some of the people and some of the cars and bikes... maybe a certain ride or two... just reflecting. Then it dawns on me. I have to put my name on the vacation calendar for NEXT YEAR! 10 days at Glamis is something that takes an entire year to plan.
The next time I think about it would be while sitting around the campfire with just about anyone. Either at Glamis or at another campout. Talking about what my plans are for next Thanksgiving. "I'm gonna rebuild those carbs this year." Hearing what other's plans are, and rubbing it in that I'll be there for 10 days!
Then, summer rolls around. All I can think about all summer is what do I have to do to get ready for Thanksgiving? I gotta tune those carbs, gotta work on the three-wheeler, gotta buy a new VAN! All of it, all for Thanksgiving...
Then comes the first trip of the season, generally late October. What's the purpose of the late Oct. trip? You guessed it... TO GET READY FOR THANKSGIVING!
Now we're in the homestreach. The NEXT trip is Thanksgiving. Each and every penny is spent with Thanksgiving in mind. Remind my boss, "Thanksgiving, I WILL NOT be here. You understand?" She always has... How could you NOT understand? I mean, it's the only thing I've talked about all year long!
All the rigs and rides are ready. Trailers are loaded the weekend before. Groceries are bought... NOTHING can go wrong!
Now, it's Monday and I'm leaving Friday afternoon... to be in Glamis for Thanksgiving! No work getting done THIS week, for sure! Everyone at work understands... "Hey, are you gonna get that done or are you just gonna veg?"... "What do YOU think?" I ask them with a S*** eating grin!
Tuesday, worse than Monday... Going through my checklist in my head every five minutes... Wensdeay... Check the trailers. are the tires still up? and then...
Thursday... the most GOD AWEFUL day of the year!!!
Don't talk to me on Thursday. Don't give me something to do because IT AIN'T GETTING DONE! NOTHING will keep me from Glamis...
While sitting at my desk, it dawns on me... "This time tomorrow I'll be in Glamis..." and chills run up my spine... 5 O'clock rolls around... I don't get off till 6 but hell, I ain't doing nothing and I ain't gonna see this place for TWO WEEKS!!! I'm OUTTA HERE!...
Driving home Thursday night... another thing dawns on me... I'm OFF WORK... NOTHING stands between me and Glamis! Another chill and a huge grin as the realization hits.
I'd like to take a momment here to explain an phenonenom that I like to call ... "Glamis Creap"
This is where, as the momment to leave for Glamis gets closer, your "leave time" keeps getting shifted to sooner and sooner.
Of course, I had originally planned on leaving Friday afternoon... but hell, I'm packed.. I'm ready... I could leave first thing Friday morning...
Hey, what the hell, I could even leave TONITE!!! What's stopping me?
So, I get home... The dog is beside himself. He knows! He's no dumb dog.. He loves Glamis as much as I do and he can see what it's doing to me!
I do last minute packing. Double check all my clothes. Where's my helmet... I have to put the dog in the van because he is whining and crying... Everytime I step outside to look in the van he starts barking... "don't leave me.. don't leave me..." It's unbarable so I just put him in the van and he's very happy!
Got everything in... All packed... Trailer is hooked up... Everything is tied down... Now it's serious... Everything HAS to be right... No mistakes!!! Double check EVERYTHING!!!
Jump behind the wheel... put it in drive... OH CRAP.... I'M GOING TO GLAMIS!!!
The drive is a blur. I can make that drive in my sleep. I notice NOTHING until I reach Brawley.
This is it... final streach...
Turn left towards Glamis and smell the cows... The dog's awake now! Only 20 more minutes.... It's midnight... I can smell the sand... windows down with the cool wind in my face.. no radio... I wanna HEAR IT!!!
Get to the canal. Now we're HERE... Look around... Man, lots of people already here...
THERE IT IS! A QUAD RIDING ON A DUNE... RIGHT OVER THERE... OH CRAP!!!
Watch my speed... Easy to make a mistake here... Turn on Wash road... Pull out the radio and hollar for some friends... That NEVER works but I try every time.. I know right where they are.. get to Wash 5 and look... sure enough.. right where they are supposed to be... There's a campfire! Someone's UP!!! Pull in... find a flat spot and
TURN THE MOTOR OFF
And then....
Glamis time
Vor
[ 09-04-2002, 01:51 PM: Message edited by: Voice of Reason ]
Okay Okay Okay. You guys got me. I have that tingly feeling in my body right now and a tear in my eye. I am ready to go!!! I would have to say it hits me the most when I look at a friends face, that is riding passenger with me and they have never been there before, as we come past the canal. A sight that they have never seen before.
What about when you wake in the morning at 6 thinking youve slept in all day long!!
Okay I'm leaving now!!!!!!!!
What about when you wake in the morning at 6 thinking youve slept in all day long!!
Okay I'm leaving now!!!!!!!!
That was beautiful Brian ![[BigCry]](graemlins/bigcry.gif)
[ 09-04-2002, 04:25 PM: Message edited by: treshombre ]
[ 09-04-2002, 04:25 PM: Message edited by: treshombre ]
WHEN IM PASSING BY GECKO ROAD, TURNING OFF THE MUSIC, ROLLING DOWN THE WINDOWS AND HEARING THE SONGS OF GLAMIS
for me it has to be as soon as i pass brawley.
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