I drove back on Tuesday, the 10th and arrived in town about 12:15. I went to the ATM, post office, and pharmacy.
I got permission to purchase the $200 smoker from Home Depot. Now I just need to drive up and get it.
I was glad to see my friend and yours, Your Crazy Uncle Bubba return to our blog world. It ain’t the same without you, pal.
I am also glad to see that my friend and yours Dr. Jim is very close to getting settled after moving halfway across the country from souther Cal to northern Colorado. He has done almost exactly what I aspired to do 5 years ago.
I found a really nice place outside of Cody Wyoming; 17 acres, 3000 sq foot main house; 4 br, 3 up one down, 2 bath one up and one down, huge fireplace in the center of house, professional gas stove, log cabin like outside, mostly wood paneling and flooring inside, wrap around porch, metal roof, self-contained bunkhouse with shower, kitchenette, next to 2 car garage with workshop, attached to loafing shed for horses, 2 water wells, 500 gallon propane tank, and cross fenced for horses, and 5 minutes to Clark Forks river for $350,000.
Even if I had sold every single possession, and was completely out of debt, I could not have afforded it. I talked to my brother, but he had been brainwashed by his wife that moving to the Redoubt was foolish.
Sigh. The world needs dreamers.
The yard guy did not show up Tuesday; I know not why.
The weather had gotten much cooler, as I hit the north wind on the way up. Inside the house was 72 after opening the windows and outside doors. First blast of fall has arrived.
Even 300 miles south, my wife said they had rain and rain, and much cooler temps into the sixties. It won’t last, but it will mean the last of hundred degree temps until next year…mostly, mostly.
We have had lots of rain, according to my neighbor; around 4 more inches since I was gone. The area is very green.
The water troughs were dry, as were the bird feeders. I have not seen any deer as of this writing.
At the pharmacy, I picked up my new bundle of getting older reminders; lancets, test strips, and glucometer for testing my blood sugar. Crap. I suppose I’ll have to give up drinking too.
There’s always smokin’ fatties I suppose.
I got up today fully intending to go into town and buy that smoker and fill water jugs. I had opened the carport door to let in the still cool north wind, and I saw my neighbor outside, so I went out to meet him.
There went the next hour and a half.
Turns out his house deal fell through. The buyers had an out as they wanted one more walk through. As they approached the property, they have to pass by what is technically called an ‘RV Park’. It’s really nothing more than a bunch of white trash trailer trash. You know the type; plywood added on extra rooms, satellite dishes buried in the yard, an outdoor shed that lists to port heavily, gotta walk through mud to get to the car, no garages or carports, get the picture?
The buyer’s wife cried as they welched on the deal.
My neighbor’s wife was so pissed that she has made inquiries about said RV Park and found out that the owner has not paid property taxes on it for three years. The owner lives there and drives a Cad.
Anyway, after our talk, it was almost noon. I’ll put my trip to town off until tomorrow.
I want to brew a Christmas ale this year; a dark, yet semi-sweet lightly spicy ale that warms the innards. If I do, I need to get my supplies ordered now so I can brew and let it age appropriately. I am really pushing it as it should be fermenting already. I still have brew left from last year, and if it wasn’t bottled in glass, I would be shipping it.