Red Bluff in the evening light ‘Why don’t we just stay?‘ was what Miss K said that morning. I paused ; I didn’t want to head east into the South Texas Brush Country any more than she did. I was wishing it was September instead of almost-April. I could entertain the thought of staying here north of Terlingua with a dwindling bank account if it was cool enough to survive without AC and Continue reading Terlingua Reprise – Hasta la vez próxima 
I guess I had the Terlingua Time syndrome when they came and picked up our support trailer Thursday afternoon. I had no urge to pack up and high tail it out of our familiar patch of caliche on the ranch west of Muenster that had been our home for 9 months and 2 weeks. What was a little boondocking going to hurt? We had promised our manager at least a week to find another spot Continue reading Gypsying Our Way South 
I am so tired of messin’ with generators I didn’t even want to write about it – yet again! Unfortunately, I cannot afford to do that. Generators are boondocking lifeblood out here in the oil fields. Even though the Company maintains our 12kw Perkins diesel at a high level, all mechanical things will eventually fail. This one has let me down on more than one occasion and it will do so again. Remember, when you Continue reading A Tired Subject – Generators Again Where does the time go? 7 days a week X 12 hours per day = 84 hours. I should have plenty of time to get all the piddling things on my to-do list accomplished. It really doesn’t work out that way though. The first 5 hours of my shift which begins at 3am are in total darkness. Starting about 7am and running for the next 2 hours, the gate is pretty danged busy so I Continue reading Saddling Up  |