I took another baby step towards getting my rearview cameras working by installing the two cameras on the back of the Arctic Fox and pointing one down at the little Beta 250 and the other straight back down the road like a rearview mirror.
Installing the cameras was actually one of the easier things to do because I already had the holes drilled for my previous wired cameras and I had a hot wire in place and ready connect to.
The hardest part of the whole job is running the wires under the trailer and laying on my back in the rocks while doing it. I have a little carpeting and a piece of cardboard that I lay on and that helps some but I have to be real careful of teeny-weeny little cactus that you might not know are there until you lay down on them.
It's getting busier and busier in town and I'm seeing more and more hippies running around. Actually I don't even know if there called hippies anymore, they certainly don't look like the hippies that we baby boomers invented with long hair and bell bottom pants. The people I'm seeing look more like characters out of a Mad Max movie. Their grungy, covered in tattoos and piercings which obviously took all of their money and now they have to stand on the corner and beg.
I think some of them come here to to get temporary jobs working for the various vendors and then move on to the next happening place. But it appears a lot of them are here to take advantage of the gullible people that will give them money to support their drug habit. It seems like they can always find a few bucks for a pack of cigarettes or yet another ear ring, but affording a meal at McDonald's is out of the question. Right now the country's unemployment rate is one of the lowest in history, everywhere I look there's help wanted signs in the window, so I find it real difficult to feel pity for a 20 something-year-old that may look disgusting but otherwise appears to be perfectly healthy. However I do feel sorry for those poor dogs they drag around as a prop for their sob stories.
now if that doesn't sound like a typical old geezer's rant about modern life I don't know what does.