Well everyone, as the title says, “Ramblins of the 29 Prospector”, tonite is one of those side trips that we take ever so offten and this one is getting me to go on vacation. You see I’m not affraid of going anywhere just so long as I don’t have to fly(9-11 really enforced that in me). So my wife has slowly worked on me til I said I’ll think about it. Well she said don’t think to long cause the tickets have been bought. We were going to go see the grandkids, period! Now I’m easy going and said ok lets do it. The Friday nite before we left they had a summer car show and street gathering in 29 Palms. So I got 2 pictures of the cars/rods:

We left on Tues morning and all was going well til we started to leave the terminal when we heard a big thump and the plane came to a stop. Well it seems that they ran over a bagger car and damaged the wing. So we unload, rescheduled our flight and waited and waited. Well at last we are airborne and on our way to Virginia.
Our daughter’s house is outside of Lynchburg in a place called Forest. Man is it beatiful. This old desert rat hat not seen so much green. The view I took was from her back patio off the kitchen. Don’t ask which way it was, I was turned around the whole time there.

We took our grandkids fishing

My youngest daughter and grandson took grandpa to the home of Southern Steel, better known as Milwaukee Iron (steel made in America). They knew that this side trip was needed.

And after the trip to the cycle shop we went to a little park that was not crowded and was very peacefull. Gave the prospector some time to reflect and drift away for a few moments.

All I can say about the whole thing………… It was just to short. We needed at least 2 more weeks. Ah, but at last, there is always next year. Thanks for letting me rant.

The 29 Prospector