Filler

Well, the rounds have been made, the news has been scanned, and the coffee’s almost gone. And the weather, she is beauteous. Just the kind of day for a ride, which I fully intend to embark upon just as soon as I put up this post, which only serves to fill the square marked “daily post,” and just barely, at that. I’ll take the camera along with me when I head out. I just might find something of note…ya never know.

In the mean time, here’s a couple of pics from my back pages. Back when El Casa Móvil De Pennington was new and we had just hit the road. The first pic was taken in my home of record…the Escapees RV Park in Livingston, Texas. What you see is a rear view of El Casa Móvil De Pennington and the ol’ Yama-Hammer’s traveling accommodations. This was obviously before The Green Hornet entered my life…

Livingston was my first stop while engineering my “new” life. I spent a few days there getting my Texas drivers license and registering the vehicles...parts of the process necessary to become a Texan. And then it was onward, outward, and upward. While Livingston is OK in terms of weather and scenery, it left more than a little to be desired. First and foremost were the cramped living conditions: I never did like the “cheek-to-jowl” accommodations at some RV parks — it’s just too danged close for comfort, speaking both practically and aesthetically. Second: Livingston is in a dry county. And that, Gentle Reader, was THE fatal flaw. I can’t... won't... live that way.

Livingston did have its attractions, though, not the least of which was beautiful Lake Livingston. Example above.

November, 1999.