We were also lucky in being here this weekiend. Not only was there a car show but a great street ‘do’ also. We were told that there were 100 booths, more than ever before. Hey, could we miss this? Not on your tintype. However, first we had a leisurely breakfast, read some news on our computers, and talked about our trip. I also did my zen thing and washed the dishes for the last two days. Finally, about 12:00 we started out. We planned to walk into the center of town since it was only a mile away.
First we stopped at the Brush Museum and viewed all the exhibits. The building was built as a school house and had several exhibits on old schools. There was a heavy emphasis on Brushites who had served in wars with uniforms, pictures, old scrapbooks and other paraphernalia. We had an enthusiastic volunteer show us a few things and then we just explored. A nice small museum which showed the love and care that the Museum committee had taken in putting it together.
Afterwards we walked into town to participate in the gala. Lots of people of all ages, lots of teens wearing black, lots of booths selling things and lots of food. But there was entertainment also. Dance schools had routines, a local square dance club had their dances and it ended with a polka band.
We ate lunch, had ice cream for dessert, toured the area, found the local farmer with his produce, bought some corn on the cob, onions and a cauliflower and walked home. We might have bought more but, remember, we were walking and it was about a mile back. They even had some bungee jumps for kids. This kid smiled and grunted ‘wow’ every time he got to the top of his jump.
When we returned to the campground, we noticed some pretty special trucks being towed past the campground and into a gate beyond it. Now these trucks had huge exhaust pipes extending way above the cab, massive tires and hoods that had large bulges in them. Hmmm. what in the world could this mean? What might be happening in that huge lighted grandstand in back of the campground?
IT MEANS A TRUCK AND TRACTOR PULL THIS EVENING
And, what’s that over there in the bandstand in the park on the other side of the campground?
A GOTHIC HEAVY METAL BAND WARMING UP.
Oh, boy, aren’t we in for a treat? And we thought trains were loud.
We’ve got a trifecta tonight.
Well, actually, the gothic band quit at dusk since there were no lights on the bandstand. And the truck pull was pretty tame until about 9:30. But then, they really started revving up, the final trucks in the final heats. Actually, it’s 10;20 and I’m hoping its the final trucks in the final heats. I got this photo from our campground.
WOW!!! I felt that one vibrating in my feet on the RV floor.
WOW!!! That one sounded like a jet engine.
Finally at 10:35 it was over. What a night that must have been for the crowd and the participants. Then we heard the crowd, filled with adrenaline, revving their motors as they left the parking lot.
But, look at all Brush provided its citizens today: a car show, a truck and tractor pull, a festival, a rock band, some events for the young kids, a petting zoo at the festival. Pretty great for this small town. We were impressed.
Back to the shower problems. Last night, the shower head was clogged with minerals and water could only dribble out for my shower. After Gary had cleaned the shower head, he had put the shower head back on our telephone type of shower a bit crooked and tonight the water came out spraying over the side of the shower, not into the middle. This was after I had ‘lost’ an old razor blade head down the sink. First he had to take the sink trap apart to retrieve the razor head and then he had to unscrew the shower head and screw it back on so it sprayed water into the center of the shower. Tomorrow, our goal is no plumbing problems in the bathroom. But, the pressure in the shower hose was terrific.
This must be why I keep him around: he’s a plumber, a mechanic and a technician on the computers. Well, maybe there are other reasons too. Now, I just have to figure out why he keeps me around. But I keep telling him how much joy I brought into his life and how lucky he is to have me. He grins and says,’ Yes, dear.’
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