There was much more than simply the 1300 miles separating me from Key West ~ the first stop on my journey. Big Orange, my 1970 VW love bus, was in need of some serious tender loving care both inside and out, mechanically and cosmetically, but more importantly, spiritually.
If only old busses could talk. Oh, the stories they might tell. Judging from his age and appearance, I'm certain Big Orange has many to share. But that was then, and this is now. Soon, he and I would be writing a whole new story ~ OUR story ~ page after page, chapter after chapter, from cover to cover.
Thankfully, I have sons who were willing to buy into my dream and dedicate many long hours of hard work, laying their hands upon Big Orange (or, Old Faded Red, as he was originally), working a miracle healing, and breathing reality into their old man's fantasy!
They labored hard through the hot summer of 2010 into the chilling cold of late fall, overcoming one obstacle after another. Heaven knows, and pictures do confirm, a lot of beer had flowed freely in keeping the wheels of progress rolling! These were some good times ~ threads strongly woven into the fabric of fond memories.
By the beginning of December, they declared Big Orange road trip ready. Their old man? Well, he's another story.
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