Oh what a glorious time in Phoenix this time of year.. We brought the rain and showers half way accross the desert with us from California. We watched as some or the arroyos filled and ran with the lifeblood of the desert, the water we live by. We drove with our longtime friend and fellow traveler, Butch. Butch like Pat defies genders, works hard and doesn't complain too often. Butch, a 1984 Ford Econoline conversion van, has been the frame through which we have gazed at many a long sunset for over ten years. Butch has hosted numerous picnics and parties. Butch has been entrusted with the care and conveyence of many a friend and family member . Butch has sheltered us in storms and brought the cool wet desert coarsing through our viens innumerable times all of which remain treasured memories.. Thank goodness through the generous and keen insight of our friend Dr. Ken, Butch will be assured of an active retirement ... Discretion prevents me from enumerating Butches many exploits besides no one who knew would ever want to sit in it again...anyways.. good luck to the both of you. And in the words of Niel Young , "Long may you run."
I can hardly remember all that has transpired in these last frantic days before our finally setting sail. What with the all the parties in Phoenix for my mothers 36th annual 39th birthday celebration with my wonderful family and all the river rats from our earlier adventure down the Grand Canyon. The harried flight to the train to the taxi with over 200lbs of luggage, the last minute items we had ordered all arriving within minutes of our send off. Geez the great guys and gals on e-dock in Ventura Isle marina throwing together a last minute Bon Voyage party with an inprobable spread of food and booze and desserts. I can only just try to catch my breath. We're on our 5th day of traveling south now and we have stopped at Santa Barbara Island for the classic "round the Island" hike, and the Isthmus on Catalina Island for a good nights sleep before leaving early for Avalon. 2 nights in that quiet town and we're on our way again. We're due to drop anchor in Mission Bay this evening and with my Big Bro in town on some pretense of work I have a feeling it's gonna be another liver punishing evenings with tearful goodbyes as if the drinking weren't dehydrating enough.
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