I make a momentous decision !

If you click the pics you get a bigger black and white picture..... What? Did you think you were going to win the lottery?

Old gas station near Deckers Colorado.

As some of you may have guessed, I'm not too fond of planning, deadlines or established rules for traveling. And especially deadlines and rules that I make up out of whole cloth and force myself to follow.

But sometimes, because of my procrastination, one-track mind, apathy, and yes, even Laziness. I have to force myself into making a decision so that I can move on with my life.... And this is looking like one of those times.

If I decide to spend this coming winter traveling in the little Bronco truck camper instead of the Arctic Fox fifth wheel, it's going to require a lot of readjustments in my life, both mental and physical. So making that decision can't be done at the last minute, which is the  way I normally make decisions.

The simple fact that the Arctic Fox would have to be carefully winterized, and everything that can be damaged by -20° weather removed, means that I can't be living in the Arctic Fox after it's winterized, and I can't winterize it at the last minute.

This means it's going to take some time to get the little Bronco ready to pretend it's a full-timer's RV and for me to make the physical transition from the Arctic Fox to the little Bronco.

So right now, in front of everyone, I'm going to make my first big decision about my future full-timing life. And that momentous decision is.... I'm going to make my decision on whether or not to use the little Bronco for my winter travels on Labor Day, September the 6th........

Yes, I realize it's pretty weird that my first big travel decision was putting off making a travel decision. But sometimes, I have to sneak into the decision-making process without letting myself know I'm actually making a decision.

 But actually forcing myself to make a date certain is a big improvement in my decision-making. And the Labor Day holiday will give me a good chance to do some deep thinking, which is often mistaken for a nap, about what direction my future full-timing life should go.

                                                             Theboondork

Antique gas pump. I used to see these sitting all over out West, but folks decided they made good decorations, so now they're hard to find and pretty expensive.

Back in the day, If you're building a barn door, and you're nails were too long, you couldn't just ride your horse to Home Depot and choose from hundreds of kinds of nails of all shapes and sizes, you had to deal with what you had available. In this case that meant bending the nails over so they didn't stick out and injure the horse. And bending them over gave them a stronger hold on the wood. How they looked was at the bottom of your list of concerns.