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So.  We're home, arriving back in P-Ville around 1300 hrs yesterday.  We unpacked, took a shower (coz you know how dirty ya get after a day on the dusty trail), took a nap, took two beers on the verandah, took a trip to Mickey Dee's, and then called it a day.  We did read all y'all's comments but weren't feelin' chipper enough to answer them yesterday.  We shall correct that shortly.

It was a good trip.  I broke the return leg into two segments, spending Saturday night with friends in Oklahoma and returning yesterday.  That made things more reasonable... one seven hour leg, one five hour leg.  I found out last week the fact I CAN do an 11 hour stretch in the car doesn't mean I SHOULD do 11 hours straight.  I was one whipped puppy old dog when I pulled into Leavenworth last Saturday.  I was one whipped old dog when I pulled into P-Ville yesterday, too... but not nearly as much.  Does that make sense?  Trust me... it does.

In other travel news... my noise abatement plan (driving with my top down) didn't work out on the return trip.  That was because of the WX, which was frickin' miserable, as in rain, rain, and more rain.  "Cow pissing on a flat rock" rain.  Monsoon rain.  Torrential rain.  I did about 430 miles Saturday and at least 375 of those miles were done in the rain.  So we were loud AND wet, given our top isn't exactly water-tight.  "Wet" is relative, of course, given that only about a half pint of water got into the cabin in seven hours.  That's enough to piss ya off, though.

All that said: it's GOOD to be home.