On the evening of June 11 we parted ways with Texas and headed for Florida via New Orleans to rephotograph some of the places we’d shot 18 months after Katrinna while on our way to Florida.
This would be the shake-down trip.
We made it with little difficulty and only a minor problem or two.
So here we are for the summer, just a bit east of Sarasota, watching over an Arabian horse, taking care of a nice swimming pool and cutting some four acres of grass!
Loading the trailer
A new move for me and Max, my three year old German Shepherd. Since I first read Steinbeck’s “Travels With Charlie”, the first edition and year it came out, I thought it fit my profile quite nicely. I was brought up traveling the country with my traveling salesman father, if only in the Northeast. Now it’s become a reality.
Since July 2008 when I visited a GMC motorhome rally near Waco, TX, I thought this particular vehicle would suit my purposes better than the original idea of a pick-up with an Alaskan camper/cab over 10 footer. Reasons being a far broader and community oriented group of GMC owners. There’s literally 8-9,000 of them registered and on the roads of America. These vintage homes on wheels were made between 1973 and 1978. It’s sort of like folks with vintage cars who enjoy the era and mystic of what they have. They also share an enormous amount of knowledge and help is only a phone call away from almost anywhere you need it.
Max and I moved out of a rented home in Bellaire, TX on June 2. I’d spent a week in the Fort Collins, Colorado area staying with my youngest son and his family while purchasing the 1977 Elengaza II from its owner in the Boulder, Colorado area. There’s a long story that I’ll be making available in the near future about this complex and bizzare event!
I parked the coach in my eldest son’s driveway, which happened to be next door to the home I’d vacated, which also happens to be his as well. During the next couple of weeks I worked on the coach a bit and loaded it up for the trip to Sarasota, Florida. I had been contacted by a nephew there to see if I’d be interested in caretaking a war horse ranch! What the hey? Why not? It’d be a sort of second break in for the coach since I’d already driven it some 1100 miles from Colorado and now another 1200 miles but this time with Max. He took to the trip beautifully as we’d done it before in the Isuzu Rodeo a couple years earlier to visit my 100+ year old Dad during Thanksgiving.
Max loves the place! Runs faster and farther than ever. Enjoys the horses our neighbor has as well as Bert, the Arabian, and swims when ever it pleases him. Seems I’m working for him.
The photo is of Toby and Max. Toby has left the ranch with all the other horses for jousting events across the country. Thus the name of this place, War Horse Farm. Thought you’d never find out, eh?
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War Horse Farm sitting
On the evening of June 11 we parted ways with Texas and headed for Florida via New Orleans to rephotograph some of the places we’d shot 18 months after Katrinna while on our way to Florida.
This would be the shake-down trip.
We made it with little difficulty and only a minor problem or two.
So here we are for the summer, just a bit east of Sarasota, watching over an Arabian horse, taking care of a nice swimming pool and cutting some four acres of grass!
Loading the trailer
A new move for me and Max, my three year old German Shepherd. Since I first read Steinbeck’s “Travels With Charlie”, the first edition and year it came out, I thought it fit my profile quite nicely. I was brought up traveling the country with my traveling salesman father, if only in the Northeast. Now it’s become a reality.
Since July 2008 when I visited a GMC motorhome rally near Waco, TX, I thought this particular vehicle would suit my purposes better than the original idea of a pick-up with an Alaskan camper/cab over 10 footer. Reasons being a far broader and community oriented group of GMC owners. There’s literally 8-9,000 of them registered and on the roads of America. These vintage homes on wheels were made between 1973 and 1978. It’s sort of like folks with vintage cars who enjoy the era and mystic of what they have. They also share an enormous amount of knowledge and help is only a phone call away from almost anywhere you need it.
Max and I moved out of a rented home in Bellaire, TX on June 2. I’d spent a week in the Fort Collins, Colorado area staying with my youngest son and his family while purchasing the 1977 Elengaza II from its owner in the Boulder, Colorado area. There’s a long story that I’ll be making available in the near future about this complex and bizzare event!
I parked the coach in my eldest son’s driveway, which happened to be next door to the home I’d vacated, which also happens to be his as well. During the next couple of weeks I worked on the coach a bit and loaded it up for the trip to Sarasota, Florida. I had been contacted by a nephew there to see if I’d be interested in caretaking a war horse ranch! What the hey? Why not? It’d be a sort of second break in for the coach since I’d already driven it some 1100 miles from Colorado and now another 1200 miles but this time with Max. He took to the trip beautifully as we’d done it before in the Isuzu Rodeo a couple years earlier to visit my 100+ year old Dad during Thanksgiving.
Max loves the place! Runs faster and farther than ever. Enjoys the horses our neighbor has as well as Bert, the Arabian, and swims when ever it pleases him. Seems I’m working for him.
The photo is of Toby and Max. Toby has left the ranch with all the other horses for jousting events across the country. Thus the name of this place, War Horse Farm. Thought you’d never find out, eh?
Toby the War Horse and Max the German Shepherd
Tags: German Shepherd, Max, Toby, War Horse
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