New Blog, New Trip.

The Intro.

Well, the weather is starting to suck!  My joints are starting to ache, and its getting really shitty to put on a cold, wet wetsuit! (this is my blog, so I can bitch all I want).  But, you know what that means kids? Yep, you're god damn right.  It's time to pack up and head out before the ice and snow and White Walkers block our escape route...

With that being said, I think its only appropriate to start this new blog by introducing the members of this faithful journey.

The Members.

Name: Stella. 

Age: 27 (1985)

MPG: anywhere from 16 to 20mpg, depending on elevation, wind direction, road temperature, moisture of air, and her ever changing mood.

Experience: Vast.

Additional Stats:  Sleeps 4, solar powered refrigeration, propane stove, running water. And yes, I know what you're thinking, she is a 4x4.

Name: The Grumbler aka Lars (when Bryn's riding).

Age: 35 (1977)

MPG: Too many to count.

Experience: Who knows? who cares?

Additional Stats:  It has pedals?!? 49cc when the cops ask.  2 stroke minnarelli engine. No front brake, but who needs one? Seats 1, unless you're in Asia, then it can seat 5.

Name: Tanner aka StrongArm

Age: 28

Rank: Driver.

Experience: Amateur, at best.

Additional Notes: Second trip to Mexico.  Often confused as a Mexican.  Very limited linguistically, relies on eye contact and rudimentary body gestures.   Has been known to suffer from Hangrynosous aka "Hangry".

Name: Bryn aka Bryndini aka Ol' Spinny.

Age: 24.

Rank: Co-Pilot, Pit Stop Coordinator.

Experience: Legend of the Road.

Additional Notes: Most experience of any other member.  She was practically born in the back of an RV going down the road.  Unbreakable spirit and mind. Cunningly versatile. Notoriously small bladder.

The Plan.

First of all, there are a few things I would like to stress to you, the readers.  This plan, or itinerary if you will, was precisely formulated down to the last detail.  We spent many a sleepless night, researching the local Walmarts, studying road maps and back alley ways, learning the slang terms them yankees use, double checking gas price forecasters, and locating as many liqour stores as possible (Oh, thats right! they sell liquor in Walmart! God, I love 'merica).  So, with that in mind, here it is.

1.  Drive through 'merica as fast as possible.  The I5 will supply all necessities (Gas stations and Walmarts).

2.  Cross the border at Lukesville.

3.  Enter Mexico. 

4.  Stop at nearest cantina and proceed to drink many cerveza to celebrate our successful escape from winter.
5.  Ritually sacrifice the wetsuits to appease the Old Gods.

6.  Surf.

7.  Repeat step 4 and 6.

8.  At some point find family members and celebrate christmas.

9.  Eat at Fish Taco.

After that The Plan becomes a little up in the air, but what I predict is there will be a lot of repeating steps 4, 6, and 9.  And, when I said we spent many a sleepless nights formulating this plan, I really meant I just made it up now.  So, who knows what will happen, and who really cares?  After all, its Mexico, land of the brave and home of tequila and low riders!