Day 9- Zen and the Art of RV Maintenance

Reality comes to roost on your doorstep even when one is a master at putting his head in the sand.

 This reality happens once a week when motor- home maintenance should be a priority. When your domicile has an engine and many other parts necessary are confined to a very small place, one should be diligent. Because there is no place to hide if something goes wrong. I must admit to being somewhat less than diligent in more ways than I care to delineate.

 I do start the engine once a week and walk around the vehicle. My wife is not so sure that this constitutes proper maintenance.

But it did afford me time for relaxing at the beach. Mark off another day of enjoyment!

Day 8- Monday, Monday...(RTR)

Mondays after eventful weekends start slow. 

But not for the wife who was up and out by 6:am.

 I was up by 9:00 and was out at noon. Perfect start to the week. 

Not the usual bike ride at the beach but inland to visit the brother.

Not the brother whose birthday it is today, because he moved to Texas. Long bike ride. The brother I went to visit was not home, so I used the time to go to Old Navy for properly priced T- shirts and a new wardrobe. ( Highly recommend )

A patio afternoon and evening with a bottle of rosé, BBQ burgers and catching up with the Sunday paper. Another great Monday. But I forgot to call the middle brother with B- Day wishes. So I will have a good start to Tuesday.



 Ah... RV Living.

Day 3- Beachin!

I hope y'all did not think I was going to be like now Disneyland, and then Sea World and Knotts. No, I was saying I'm on a quest to make every day this month especially enjoyable.

So I enjoyed relaxing this morning with morning television personalities relating all things relevantly ugly but also some uplifting. You get to pick and choose your poison. I change the channel the same way I delete ugly Facebook posts. And to that, please don't ask me to say amen or re-post your opinion. In my mind it's like saying "On your left '.

I did go to Carlsbad State Beach where I found sun, surf- not the expected 'high surf' -but interestingly enough that they were breaking as usual and reaching the shore. An enjoyable read along with a bevy of people to watch is always fun. And here, again, I mean the ladies.  

Some, thankfully, not quite lady like.

Day Two: A Kayak and two IPA's (Guest Blogger RTR)

So the quest continues into day 2 of B-Day 

month.

I decided to wake up early so I could drop the wife at work 

and use the car for transporting the kayak to the harbor.  It's 

just a Cobra Explorer but it is sea worthy and self-baling.

I used six bungee cords where two probably would have 

sufficed. ( It's only a 1/2 mile drive to the harbor. ) Anyway, a 

beautiful morning on the water. A leisurely paddle 

around and out to sea and pier. Saw the boats from the other 

side as I ride my bike most days around the harbor. 

Next time the kayak hits the water it will be in a new 

environment.

After a clean-up, the Mission Ave Bar & Grill was calling out 

and a tasty Left Coast IPA went down without a whimper.

I'm always amazed at how many people are drinking beers 

at 1 PM on a Tuesday. Is every one having a B-Day month?

As the crowd seemed to be all up in their phones, I moved 

on. The wife's rescue from work was still an hour away so I 

rolled to the Pour House where I was forced to enjoy another 

IPA. ( Stone ) Met a young man who attended the same high 

school as my children. Ah, bar talk can be so pleasant. 

Keep it flowing, O-Side.