Originally posted May 13, 2014 The design is no longer just a pretty picture on a computer screen – these are actual photos of the real thing. I was so excited. My future was to hold miles and smiles and breakdowns and mind-bending joys. -GrandpaLyle Related Images:
As I fantasized about transforming the In-turd-er into GrandpaLyle’s Ark I dreamed of the life I missed when I was in my hurry-up years. You know: hurry-up and drive, hurry up and finish school, hurry-up and get a job, hurry-up and get married, hurry-up and buy a house, hurry-up and have kids, hurry-up and get
Magic doesn’t simply go poof. It’s a chain of events mysteriously linked together and leading to a surprise outcome that tests believability. Recently I was amazed to find myself a link in just such a chain. And though it came and went almost unnoticed, for one life it was magic. Link one (or at least
In November 2013 the thirty-year-old Damon Intruder motorhome I’d been driving for less than a year gave a sigh and died on an on-ramp. This knockout punch was delivered less than a week after I made a typo calling it the Inturder. Though we laughed heartily, no one expected that to become a prophecy. Recovering
Originally posted to ontheroadagainagain on February 5, 2020 . . . in no particular order: Adventure: It’s delivered me safely to all four corners of the 48 states and parts of Canada. Wrap: I wanted to create something unique. And I did. It’s often the opening to a nice conversation . . . or even a delightful
