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Goodbye yellow brick road

Dad here; the girls have always put numbered the boys at the Casa del Whackos, and now that Oba is here from North Carolina, the estrogen brigade is even stronger. Now, although Oba hails from Okinawa, a fairly rural island off of the coast of Japan, she is convinced that everyone in Arkansas has difficulty wearing shoes and pronouncing complete sentences. This belief was reinforced when I let slip this morning that I sometimes engage…

Why I ride

When people see us out on the road, dad always gets questions like "does she really like it?", "how do you get her on the bike?" and the biggie, "how do you strap her in?" They don't realize that this is what I live for. Its especially delectable when we pull up beside a vehicle containing another dog, and I can see the jealousy etched upon their face; sure, they get an open window, but…

The lack of daylight

Hello darkness, my old friend it’s daylight savings once again now the dusk so early starts it’s creeping instead of exercising, I’m sleeping And my waistband, from the calories unplanned Still expands I blame the lack of daylight     It’s much too early to turn in it’s that or Netflix once again the dogs already waiting there for me as soon as I crash they all have to pee Then all hell breaks loose…
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The Casa del Whackos is set to experience it's first hard freeze tonight, but we aren't too concerned; have you ever heard the term, "three dog night"? That's from the old days up in the Ozarks when the chill inside the cabin was measured by how many dogs one had to pile on the bed to sleep warmly; of course, even the hottest nights at the Casa has the capability to be a three, maybe…
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Bonnie and Gary

When dad and I first started this journey across the web, we had no idea how inept we were(and still are). By "chance", dad ran into Gary, an old friend from his attempts at skateboarding days. Gary always had a knack for not only doing the gnarliest tricks, but more importantly, doing them with the smoothest style; no one could carve up a pool or ramp like Gary. He and dad were once roommates and…
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Where to start? Dad and I were rolling through the Ozarks last weekend when we encountered a motorcycle and her rider on the side of the road. Following the unwritten rule of traveler's etiquette that unfortunately is ignored too often these days, we stopped to render assistance. The rider was an older Englishwoman on a Honda CBR600RR, a very fast, nimble, race-oriented bike. All was well, she was just layering up her gear as the…
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Psst! I think I saw his eyes move! Shhh... its better if he doesn't realize we're all staring at him, and he thinks he's waking up on his own. But I have to pee! Ajax, you ALWAYS have to pee; crowd in even closer, focus and direct your pee thoughts directly into dad's mind, and he'll have no choice but to get up, or he'll end up pottying on himself. But the more I focus,…
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