So remember I mentioned the high winds? We had a great campsite with a brilliant firepit but no cover from the wind. I managed to lock my keys in the car in pitch dark, the spare key I put in my wallet was inside as well. I think the wind blew the rear door shut on me. First thought was to break a window but I decided to dust off my break in skills first. I asked Lance for his flashlight and he said he'd have to look for it in the back of his rig. The prospect of finding anything in that huge pile was laughable, even in my dire predicament! Fortunatly, Lance had a Coleman lantern that had risen to the top of his pile which we lit and got to some problem solving. Using my SwissTool I modified my wife's stainless rod marshmallow toasting fork into a thin rod. Lance supplied one of those fork tools for popping loose car interior trim panels. ( Why the hell he had that and no tow strap!?!?!) but dont look a gift-burro in th mouth! With this tool I pried the upper front window frame out a bit. Lance then found a thick piece of leather strap (?!?!?) that we put in to maintain the gap. Suitable bending of the Marshmallow tongs flicked the lock and I was saved. So perhaps I have been a bit tough on 'ol Lance- his huge pile of crap yielded the tools of my salvation!
Nahh! Next morning we had Ribeyes, bacon and Coffee followed by a beer chaser. It was a this point that I committed my second massive screwup. This one perhaps more critical than the last. The dam propane camp stove was being recalcitrant so I leaned down to see what was the matter just as it chose to ignite and - Whoomp! No need to trim the nose hairs or eyebrows now! (Not that any real man does, anyway!) I also lost a considerable portion of the precious and irreplaceable live hairs on the front of my head! Ron Howard's barber? Book me a seat.
Nahh! Next morning we had Ribeyes, bacon and Coffee followed by a beer chaser. It was a this point that I committed my second massive screwup. This one perhaps more critical than the last. The dam propane camp stove was being recalcitrant so I leaned down to see what was the matter just as it chose to ignite and - Whoomp! No need to trim the nose hairs or eyebrows now! (Not that any real man does, anyway!) I also lost a considerable portion of the precious and irreplaceable live hairs on the front of my head! Ron Howard's barber? Book me a seat.
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