MOTORHOME WAX JOB IS FINALLY DONE AND BY GOLLY THAT’S GOTTA BE A BIG ‘YAHOUIE LOUIE’:))

Knew right away soon as I stepped out the door this morning about 8:30 that it was going to be a hot one.  Heat and humidity were already in the air so our Jeep ride this morning was not a long one.  Had my mind set on finishing that Motorhome wax job today and earlier rather than later was the better option because of the heat.  Pheebs and I did manage maybe a dozen miles south of Bayfield with a couple roadside stops along the way.  With hotter weather like today forest walks are out.  Mosquitos and other biting bugs are now bad and that makes for an uncomfortable walk.  We were back home within the hour.

A COWBOY AND HIS HORSES….BAYFIELD STYLE

I didn't waste any time lining up a couple ladders and getting at the waxing job again.  The finish line was in sight and an hour or so later I was finally done except for some small re-do areas here and there.  From what I could see in the shade of the pine trees the Motorhome looked pretty good and although I was glad the job was finished I knew I would never do that again.  Touch ups here and there Okay but not the whole thing.  The Meguires Marine Wax I used seemed to do a good job and I was sure glad I had bought a Simoniz 10 inch Polisher.  For anyone considering doing their own rig I would recommend that 10 inch machine.  It's not heavy and can easily be used with one hand or two.  It's designed for two.  In a comment a couple blogs ago Joe C. in part asked, 'Have you ever tried a dry wash? We have tried a couple , and the best is called "The Solution"……  Well coincidentally that is exactly what I used to clean the coach's finish before applying the wax.  I remember about 6 or 7 years ago at the big RV January bash in Quartzsite Arizona when 'The Solution' was all the rage.  Everybody was buying up gallons of it including us.  I have a photo of me somewhere just outside the 'The Big Tent' walking along with a heavy gallon jug of 'The Solution' in my hand.  People were just going bonkers over this stuff.  Some put it on their cereal in the morning, others used it to grow hair, some added it to their gas tanks and got an extra 50 miles to the gallon while still others put it in their pipes and smoked it.  One blind man said after adding a teaspoon of the stuff to his tea every afternoon for a month he could see again.  Well of course none of that is true but it was a big hit that year in Quartzsite and it does do what it says it will do.  Of the gallon we bought years ago I have about one quart left.

BY GOLLY IF I DIDN’T FIND THAT QUARTZSITE PHOTO FROM JANUARY 27TH 2012….JUST OUTSIDE THE BIG TENT A COUPLE BLOG READERS  (ANGELA & DON FROM NANIMO B.C.) RECOGNIZED KELLY AND STOPPED TO SAY ‘HELLO’

IF YOU LOOK CLOSE YOU CAN SEE A GALLON JUG OF ‘THE SOLUTION’ IN THAT PLASTIC BAG I’M HOLDING

DRIVING ALONG SOMETHING CAUGHT MY EYE ON THAT MAPLE TREE TO THE LEFT…..AND THAT BLACK OBJECT ON THE ROAD??  OH IT’S JUST THE PHEEBS:))

THAT’S QUITE A SET OF GILLS ON THAT PREHISTORIC AND PETRIFIED LOOKING DINOSAUR HEAD STICKING OUT OF THE TREE

ON CLOSER IMSPECTION I SEE THOSE ‘GILLS’ ARE ACTUALLY NOT GILLS AT ALL BUT A TREE FUNGUS…..NOW YOU REALLY DIDN’T THINK I THOUGHT….. OR DID YOU:))

WHILE TAKING A PHOTO OF THE FUNGUS ON RIGHT I NOTICED ANOTHER  FUNGUS TO THE LEFT

Just after I finished the Motorhome earlier today I didn't miss a beat and rolled Kelly's Pontiac Sunfire out of the carport, washed it, cleaned all the glass, and shined up the dash using some ArmorAll.  I also took the Motorhome for a quick spin around a couple paved country blocks in order to get it turned around and nosed back into it's spot when I returned.  It was about 1:30 and with the day's heat building I didn't waste any time in getting back into the air conditioned house.  Minutes after that with my face mask, snorkel, and flippers on I tossed my sweaty and sticky old self into the shower for a couple hours.  Well Okay not quite that long but you get the idea.  I came out of that shower feeling like a totally new person.  I like when that happens:))

<<< AHHHH YES, MEMORIES OF QUARTZSITE ARIZONA AND THAT’S THE VERY JUG I HAD IN THE PLASTIC BAG IN QUARTZSITE

With just about every muscle in my body hollering at me I flopped myself into my recliner and with the nearby fan going full tilt about 3 feet away I let myself slide away to another land so very very far away in a Galaxy of unmanageable wonderments.  There were acres and acres of peanut butter and honey sandwiches everywhere.

STANDING IN A FARMER’S NEWLY PLANTED FIELD THIS MORNING I FIRST TOOK A PHOTO LOOKING WEST ‘ABOVE’…….THEN A PHOTO LOOKING EAST ‘BELOW’…..……TOP PHOTO THE SUN IS SHINING FROM BEHIND ME AND IN BELOW PHOTO THE SUN IS SHINING TOWARDS ME…..TWO TOTALLY DIFFERENT LIGHTING EFFECTS

GROANER'S CORNER:((  Here’s A Great Fruit Cake Recipe…….  You'll need the following: a cup of water, a cup of sugar, four large eggs, two cups of dried fruit, a teaspoon of baking soda, a teaspoon of salt, a cup of brown sugar, lemon juice, nuts, and a bottle of whisky.  Sample the whisky to check for quality.  Take a large bowl. Check the whisky again. To be sure it is the highest quality, pour one level cup and drink. Repeat. Turn on the electric mixer, beat one cup of butter in a large fluffy bowl. Add one teaspoon of sugar and beat again.  Make sure the whisky is still okay. Cry another tup. Turn off the mixer. Break two leggs and add to the bowl and chuck in the cup of dried fruit. Mix on the turner. If the fried druit gets stuck in the beaterers pry it loose with a drewscriver.  Sample the whisky to check for tonsisticity. Next, sift two cups of salt. Or something. Who cares? Check the whisky. Now sift the lemon juice and strain your nuts. Add one table. Spoon. Of sugar or something. Whatever you can find.  Grease the oven. Turn the cake tin to 350 degrees. Don't forget to beat off the turner. Throw the bowl out of the window, check the whisky again, go to bed and hang onto your head.

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- "Thousands of years ago, cats were worshipped as Gods and cats have never forgotten this."

- "Some people say that cats are sneaky, evil, and cruel. True, and they have many other fine qualities as well."

- "My husband said it was either him or the cat ... I miss him sometimes."

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A priest decides one day to visit one of his elderly parishioners, Mrs. Smith. He rings the door bell and Mrs. Smith appears. "Good day, Mrs. Smith. I just thought I would drop by and see how you are doing."   "Oh just fine Father, come on in, and we'll have some tea."  While sitting a the coffee table, the priest notices a bowl of almonds on the table. "Mind if I have one?" the priest says.  "Not at all, have as many as you like."  After a few hours, the priest looks at his watch and alarmed at how long he has been visiting, says to Mrs. Smith, "Oh my goodness, look at the time. I must be going. Oh, but dear me, I have eaten all your almonds. I'll have to replace them the next time I visit."  Mrs. Smith replied, "Oh don't bother Father. Ever since I lost all my teeth, it's all I can do just to lick the chocolate off them."

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MORE SPRING BLOOMS IN OUR FRONT YARD AND FINALLY COMING DOWN THE HOME STRETCH ON THE RIG’S WAXING JOB

OUR LILACS ARE IN BLOOM

Woke up to overcast skies and cooler temperatures which actually turned out to be a good thing later on.  A short drive to Goderich this morning snapping a few pics along the way as well as couple alongside the lake before heading home again. 

I ‘LL BET THIS GANG WAS SURE GLAD TO GET OUT OF WINTER‘S BARN AND BACK OUTSIDE INTO THE GRASSY GREEN FIELDS OF SPRING

THIS GIVES MEANING TO THE WORDS ‘CONTENTED COWS’

NOW HOW’S THIS FOR A RELAXING CUP OF HOME BREWED MORNING COFFEE AT THE BEACH

A NICE PEACEFUL WAY TO START THE DAY

Although cloudy and cooler there was still humidity in air which I soon found out about after resuming the Motorhome’s wax job.  At least today was better than Friday for doing physical work outside.  And about that outside physical work this past week or so waxing the Motorhome.  I don’t think I have a muscle group left anywhere in my body that has not been barking and especially around the middle of my back.  Sure have been sore but I figure that has to be a good thing getting all those old muscles loosened up again.  Arms and legs are about ready to fall off but no matter cause it’s probably just what this aging body of mine needed.

I’LL SURE BE GLAD WHEN THIS JOB IS FINISHED AND I DON’T HAVE TO CLIMB UP AND DOWN ALL THESE LADDERS ANYMORE

HOW NICE TO HAVE THE SWEET AROMA OF LILACS IN OUR FRONT YARD

 

WE ALSO HAVE CHERRY BLOSSOMS OUT RIGHT NEXT TO THE LILACS

WE CAN’T REMEMBER THE NAME OF THIS VINE OUTSIDE KELLY’S BEDROOM WINDOW BUT WE’RE GUESSING AT SOME KIND OF WISTERIA

 

WE HAVE NEVER SEEN FLOWERS THIS BIG ON THIS VINE EVER AND IT WAS  WELL OVER A DOZEN YEARS AGO WE PLANTED IT

While teetering away near the top of my 12’ ladder this afternoon a thought occurred to me which almost made me climb right back down and haul off and give myself a good swift kick in the rear end.  Four years ago we had the Motorhome completely waxed and polished from top to bottom at a professional place in Zurich Ontario.  They did a great job and we were pleased with the results.  The shine on any of the coach’s ‘painted’ surface is like the day it came out of the factory,  Very easy to clean and very easy to wax and polish.  No splotchy blotchy.   The white fiberglass had again oxidized to a dull finish and of course it is those white sections on the coach which are giving me so much trouble.  The thought I had atop my ladder was simply, ‘why didn’t I take the coach down to Zurich and have the fella there give me a quote on how much he would charge to do just the white oxidized sections of the rig which is probably 75% of the overall finish’.  Wished that thought had found it’s way into my mind a couple of weeks ago before starting this Motorhome waxing project.  Balancing on the top of a 5, 12, or 15 foot ladder hanging onto a 10 inch buffer polisher spinning around is not the smartest thing for a feller to do.  I don’t bounce as well as I used too.

LIVING ROOM SLIDE…..BOTTOM PART IS WAXED AND TOP PART IS NOT

A GOOD EXAMPLE OF WAXED AND NOT WAXED

IF YOU LOOK BETWEEN THE WINDOWS TOWARDS THE BOTTOM YOU CAN SEE THE WAX LINE…..BOTTOM IS FINISHED AND TOP IS NOT AND THAT TOP PART IS THE LAST SECTION I HAVE TO DO:))

AND WE HAVE ANOTHER FLOWERING SHRUB IN OUR FRONT YARD WE DON’T KNOW THE NAME OF

DID YOU NOTICE THE HONEY BEE

WE THINK THIS IS AN AZALEA BEGINNING TO BLOOM

Sun finally came out about mid afternoon and drove up the humidity factor and that temporarily drove me back into the house but not before completing the rear cap on the rig plus the bottom half of the living room slide.  With a bit of luck I should be able to wrap this big waxing job up Sunday.  After this, waxing a car is going to seem like a mere spit in the bucket.

CAN’T REMEMBER THE NAME OF THIS FLOWERING GROUND COVER BUT BY GOLLY I KNOW THAT IS A BUMBLE BEE IN THERE

 

 

GROANER’S CORNER:(( A young banker decided to get his first tailor-made suit so he went to the finest tailor in town and got measured. A week later he went in for his first fitting.  He put on the suit and he looked fabulous and felt that in this suit he can do some real business.  As he was preening himself in front of the mirror he reached down to put his hands in the pockets and to his surprise he noticed that there were no pockets. He mentioned this to the tailor who asked him, "Didn't you tell me you were a banker?"   The young man answered, "Yes, I did."  To this the tailor said, "Who ever heard of a banker with his hands in his own pockets?"

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The banker fell overboard from a friend's sailboat.  The friend grabbed a life preserver, held it up, not knowing if the banker could swim, and shouted, “Can you float alone?”  “Obviously,” the banker replied, “but this is a heck of a time to talk business.”

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