The Charlie Bravo Story

Update from the Casa…

Dad here; they say that there's no rest for the wicked, I just didn't know I was this wicked. Usually Sunday morning at the Casa is a time to slow down and reflect just a bit, usually while observing the hummingbirds completely decimate the sugar supply, but today is not that day. When I found the latest rescues Friday afternoon(Miss Tara is calling them Ricky and Lucy, someone else suggested Sonny and Cher), I noticed…

Oh lordy…

Dad here; one of my favorite stories is actually told by an older friend of mine, I'll just call him "Jim", as that's actually his name. To describe Jim as eclectic would be a massive understatement, in addition to being a master craftsman, he's also an aspiring herpetolgist; his wife Barbara is, shall we say, considerably less enthusiastic with Jim's reptilian interests. They live out in the country, and somehow a harmless king snake got…
The Charlie Bravo Story

Happy Charlie Bravo Day!

We obviously survived the storm last night due to my intense preperation and diligent monitoring of weather patterns... who am I fooling? I was too busy driving dad crazy flouncing around the house and gnawing on an old milk jug to even notice; it took a phone call from mom who was watching the weather channel back in North Carolina to let us know that anything was amiss. Dad and Gary will be boxing up…
The Charlie Bravo Story

Fear naught.

Goid morning from the Casa! Mom has been gone for a week, with another week to go, and things are a bit odd. Even though the sleeping arrangements have changed one iota, with all of us crammed onto the far tight side of the bed, it still feels different. If you ever think that you won't be missed when you're gone, or that you don't matter, try going missing for a days! I woke up…
Dad

Onward through the fog!

Sunday morning at the Casa; we're back in the saddle, but don't want to get back in the rut. Dad's grandfather was a wise man who's favorite saying was "a rut is simply a grave with both ends knocked out"; even after the incredible things that we experienced last week out west, it is soooo easy to fall back into the cycle of work, worry, rinse and repeat. But, you might say, "Charlie, you don't…
Self Discovery

The ARE the good old days

Ten years ago, mom was diagnosed with cancer, with all the associated indignities; hysterectomy, mascectomy, chemo, etc, and handled it like an absolute trooper. All is now well, and life goes on. Eight years ago, dad ruptured his Achilles tendon playing basketball, then two years ago ruptured his colon landing stomach -first on a stump when he took a header over the bars of his motorcycle; he always emphasizes the stomach part, as everyone assumes…
Motorcycle Touring

Clear Lake, way up yonder

We had every intention of camping at Clear Lake last night, but thought better of it when dad did the math; you lose approximately 10° for every 1000' of elevation change, and it was in the low 40's at 9000 where we are, and Clear Lake is 12,200' with 40 MPH winds at the summit. I could just imagine our tent sailing off of the top of the mountain like a yellow hang glider with…
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