Another day on the trails….

At the risk of sounding like a skipping record…… up way too early… cat fights, had to whizz, pouring rain, yadda, yadda, yadda…. all made for less than a stellar nights sleep/rest. Sounded¬† like we had [what I estimate at 3] cats in the bed of my truck right outside our window – duking it out over something they apparently deemed important . It was a night of a wonderfully cool breeze that we opted to skip the A/C – only to be interrupted by the sounds of nature most of the night, what with the windows being open and all….. factor in getting up to appease a mostly unhappy bladder……. it was just not the night sleep either of us was hoping for…… It’ll happen sometimes…. even living on a beautiful island in the Caribbean. Finally up for the day – well before 07:00, we both got our day started and was soon in at the yard – to get paperwork filled out and the bikes ready for the days tours. At least today – we were more suited and ready for it. First group, in response to my first question ask – ” Anybody here have never driven a 4-wheeler” ?¬† The response I have come to dread…. “…. well, we’re from ************* fill in the blank…. in this case West Virginia… so – yea – we all know how to ride.” Big whoop lady – I am from Germany, but I don’t know how to build a friggin’ cuckoo clock!! I obviously didn’t say it to her, but is sure what I was thinking……….. and as usual…. I was right. It doesn’t take much to see who ‘has ridden‘ before and who is just tryin’ to blow smoke up my skirt~! After digging a couple of them out of the weeds several times…. didn’t take much to get a grip on these ladies…… but you’ll have that every now and then – or a Hellva heckva lot more often than you’d care for. Finally got them back after a full tour…. and much to my suprise [and chagrin] they jumped into their car and was gone……. not so much as a Thank you, Kiss my a$$, a tip, or anything…….. well butter my butt and call me a biscuit…… nothin’~! Color me jaw dropped~!

Second tour wasn’t a heckva lot better…. had a couple of hot dog riders that ‘thought’ they knew how to ride and a couple of females that “swear” they have ridden before – but I spent an equal amount of time pulling them out of the weeds as well. Took extra pictures, went out of our way to ensure they had a good time and was rewarded with a $9.00 dollar tip….. on an excursion that was well over $500…… gee – thankx a lot. So you’ll have it though, on a service based industry….. just hard to take sometimes when you’re busting your chops to ensure the customer enjoyed their outing……. I ‘get‘ to do it all over again tomorrow…… woo-hooo………. I think~~~~

Good Night Ya’ll – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – Thankx for stopping in~!

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Born in Germany as an Army brat - I moved permanently to the United States about the time I was ready to start school - Dad put to me to work when I turned 13 tearing off roofs and packing shingles.. I did that, DE tasseled corn and bucked hay all the way through high school. After graduation, moved down South for a year or so trying to figure what I wanted to do. Finally came home and joined the Air Force serving almost 5 years - which included a 3 year tour in Germany, where I met my Queen. Came home and started working as a roofer. Economy went to crap and I knew I would not be able to support my growing family the way I wanted to, so I pestered the HR department at General Electric until they hired me. A very quick almost 34 years, 4 Daughters and 9 Grandkids later - here I am .... waiting as patiently as I can, to start the next chapter of our life - romping around in the Caribbean Sea checking out the various islands that we have not been to yet. Holy $hit what a ride~!!!! ;-)

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