SWEET. CONGRATS JHITESMA-

not very lively

Hey who put their Gordon in my Buttercup.
Reeses the only way to fly!!!

Well we'll just fill it in with lots of usless crap like that...

lol

This isn't going to be easy to get going. The season just ended so lots of people won't even be thinking about the dunes. So we don't have many southern duners collected yet

And since there's not much going on down here in the summer ANYWHERE not too much to talk about.

I did just spend the weekend in El Golfo and coming home the GPS kept wanting to point me marks around buttercup instead of the San Luis crossing, combined with some sweet rides I saw down there this weekend I really want to get my own projects moving quickly now.

I love going out to the first valley in buttercup at night in the summer. No one out there (Well, you'll probably see one Border Patrol.) and you can just sit on top of a tall dune and look out for miles. You can pick out a few cities in the distance but it's still dark enough to really enjoy the sky. I can get to a nice spot in my truck without even airing down my tires if the wind has been blowing. The dunes are always nasty with lots of hidden surprises that the wind has whipped up while everyone was away.

I've never been to pismo but after spending this weekend in El Golfo and driving 35 miles down the beach and shore (most of the way to Rocky Point/Puerto Penasco) really got me thinking about their fight as well.

That was a great experience and the further you went the more amazing what you found was. The tides this weekend were the highest I've seen and the highest everyone in my group had seen. Several hours a day around noon the beach was impassible and again around midnight. Some camps we saw had to be pretty nervous or lucky from the looks of things.

We were lucky to have a good friend along who made a great guide and really knew his wildlife and ecosystems. He also knew how to handle a fully loaded suburban in quicksand

The ride back our leader and my friend in their Chevys started giving me some lip about driving a Dodge. A little later they both got flats and had windows suddenly shatter when a door was closed (gently even in both cases!) I had already pulled out two other Chevys that morning. I swear if they keep this up I'm going to have to get a little bowtie stamp for my door like a fighter pilot (No ford stamp though, with my rail I'd run out of room too quick!)

The Federales got the final word though. The Chevys got through their checkpoint with a nod and a wave. I got tapped and knocked and banged and hosed[down my gastank] over an inspection pit. They didn't like the look of my plastic gas tank with no skidplate around it. A couple of old timers in the group said the Federales always check the Dodges out

I was so happy with my truck I even washed it today as thanks. Looks like I've got some touchup work to my new hitch since the ocean quickly points out anywhere your paint is less than optimal and it looks like I dragged it though the sand a few too many times already