Mision Santa Maria - Return of the Loser

To all the gang on the Mision Santa Maria Trip:

Well, here I am, back at home. The first thing done was to shuffle the calender pages so that the long shower taken appeared to be the one and only shower that real Aridologist take once a year.

Then, I was overwhelmed by the thought of all the people that got me here. In no particular order, here are the particular ones that stand out:

Baja Cactus, and his staff who spent countless hours finding the right parts and getting them to me and turning over the facilities of the Motel (particularly Isela - WiW # hidden) - and Tele) to Chris and I.

Chris, who had seconds thoughts about leaving me to die at Mile 8 and returning with outer tie rods and being the brains behind changing them after my brains had turned to 80 year old mush.


Art, whose Miraculous Machine towed me over some very rough spots. I thing we were all impressed with the combination of Art's abilities and the vehicle he crafted.

Paul, with his boundless energy and technical knowledge, who seemed to be everywhere on the mountain pulling winch cable, attaching tow straps, or plotting strategy. Judging by the companion with him, he even has sex appeal.

All the rest of the gang who stuck together to spend hours in the middle of the night getting me out in the finest tradition of the Baja Nomad forum. Thanks, Doug, for making this comradery possible.

And then, there is David K, who led us into this Salsipuedes. I have special plans for him. Je, je, je.

The Roadrunner who crossed 50 yards in front of me at Mile 8, c-cked his head, decided I was was useless to his Plan of the Day and proceeded on his way.

Of Teddi Botham, my passenger, the Mule Queen, I can say nothing because as a gentleman of the old school, my lips are sealed.

"crunched camper top"????? Wow, had not heard that little tid-bit yet. You lost faith in your wheels and tried something else, eh?

What an experience!!! Glad to hear you're "out of there" and back home in one piece.

Do you think the ring and pinyon (sp?) failure was caused by "weight"? or something else?

----and you gotta explain that "crunched camper top"

I am thinking that some of the more timid WIW will be a lot more hesitant about you, now---------

Barry

Yes,
We must hear the story of the camper-----of course, you are allowed some poetic license in the telling of said story.

Seriously, we will be very interested in the response from the insurance company.

Good to read your words here on Nomad, once again Mr. Aridologist!

In my trip report Part 3 or 4 (coming soon) I will give more details that I didn't give a blood oath to keep secret!

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http://forums.bajanomad.com/viewthread.php?tid=45495

Hay Sweety (directed to the great aridologist)-it ain't "Mule Queen"...I prefer "Baja Mule Diva".......but then again, you can whisper anything in my ear :lol!

When that palm tree jumped out at us it wasn't your fault-there was limited visibility. Same w the 2 foot tall palm tree stump that Art ran over....you gotta see it to avoid it.

Baja Bucko,
Always good to have a satisfied customer....