A beautiful sunny day today it's only supposed to get up to 70° so it's a great day to do things outside. It's the kind of day that makes me sit here in my easy chair thinking of all the things I could do in the great outdoors if I didn't enjoy sitting here in my easy chair so much.
The front tire pressure in my little Beta 250 has held steady for the last couple days so I'm going to call its tire problem fixed. I've never had any problems with keeping air in the rear tire, because the rear rim is actually a tubeless rim. Just like the wheels on a car are designed to be tubeless with no place for the air to leak out of the tire unless there's a leak around the rim. The rear rim on the Beta doesn't have holes in the rim for spokes, the spokes are mounted a different way, and the tubeless rim is there so that you can run the rear tire at a very low air pressure to give you more traction.
I was looking at something about Las Vegas on YouTube and it started me thinking about how long its been since I was in Las Vegas. I think it's been at least 10 years which is kind of strange considering I used to go there all the time. I almost always went to the shot show every year which is an industry gun and outdoor sports show. And most of the time went to the Sema show, which is an automotive show. Sometimes I would go just for the fun of it, and the free Margaritas. But somewhere along the line something intercepted my life and I stopped going.
Use to I could pull whatever RV I had into one of the casinos gigantic parking lots and live in my RV for a week right on the Strip. Shuttle buses would pick me up in the parking lot and take me right to the casino front door, I could eat cheap at the all-you-can-eat buffet, and get served free margaritas while putting a couple of bucks in a video poker machine.... Those were the days.
I'm starting to remember now why I stopped going. I lost interest in guns and custom cars, the casinos don't want you over nighting in their parking lots anymore, the buffets now cost an arm and a leg, the strip is so crowded it's hard to drive up and down it, it seems like they only give free drinks to the high rollers, and since I'm as low a roller as you will ever find, I'm left high and dry by the cocktail waitresses that have no respect for my pitiful roll of quarters.
But despite that sometimes I do have a hankering to see Vegas again if for no other reason than to take a picture. It might be an interesting drive across Utah to Nevada. And I know a lot of RVers boondock at Lake Mead. And maybe following the Colorado River down to Quartzsite would be fun..... Something to think about.