TOWNSVILLE – Queensland – AUS

Talk about a wild and funky year so far – how are y’all travelling?

First off, let me send a shout out to everyone – I’m hoping you & yours are safe and healthy during these uncertain times, we have come to known as Coronavirus a.k.a. COVID-19.

COVID-19 has literally turned the entire world upside down, due to its spread and deadly consequences. It is thrown global economies, all levels of government and populations into previously uncharted waters, of which seemingly the major contributing factors appear to be fear and lack of credible information.

In bygone days, history has recorded events such as Bubonic Plague, Typhoid, Black Death, Spanish flu, while more recently the Asian “Bird” flu, HIV/AIDS, H1N1 “Swine” flu, West African Ebola and Zika – which all unfortunately pale into insignificance compared to the global reach, damage, disruption and heartache COVID-19 has caused to date.

During my last blog update in February I was pleased to say that all the running around, jumping through hoops, dotting I’s and crossing T’s saw me well provisioned for a well earned seven week break visiting United States, which included playing rugby for a week in Denver, with my mates and family from the Alice Springs Dingoes. No one could have imagined that a mere six weeks later everything was going to change ….. and not necessarily for the better.

Like most people, we would hear bits and pieces about this new “COVID” thing that seemed to be riding the airwaves and screens of local, international and social media platforms. What started out as a trickle in February, turned into a deafening roar by the beginning of March, at which point my employer decided that on the 23rd – we would all be working from home. We then began receiving reports that literally whole countries were shutting down and international travel flights were disappearing faster than a donation at a political rally.

By the start of April, it became pretty apparent that nobody was going to be going anywhere anytime soon, so my previous procurement efforts have now managed to do a complete 180, as it transitioned into a forced full-on recovery mode. After all the effort I put in to sorting out visas, transportation, accommodation and associated activities, it was so disheartening to join what seemingly was the rest of the world in trying to recover as much as I could, as in all reality there was no viable alternative other than staying home.

Fortunately for me, it took only one phone call to Qantas (the awesome Hobart call centre to the rescue again) to have all my flights, car hire and Air B&B reservations cancelled and fully refunded. Admittedly it did take six weeks for my funds to clear, but compared to the others who I was travelling with, who are still waiting for refunds five months later, I’ve done all right for myself and for that I’m grateful.

The months of April and May when past is pretty much a blur, due to the fact that a lot of our clients were simply not prepared nor equipped to be working remotely for a lengthy amount of time. This saw our workload increase exponentially in trying to keep them both connected and happy. I’d also taken on a new role at work in the field of Quality Assurance that has entailed creating a Work Instructions, Maintenance Procedures, Document Templates, Process Testing & Development and Training of my colleagues with those new processes and procedures.

During this period, I found myself having to question the mental capabilities of some of my colleagues as more than a few of them were complaining about having to work from home. From a personal level, quite a few my mates had been laid off / made redundant / had a major reduction in working hours and in some instances – included having both breadwinners of the household being without work. More than once I had to inform the aforementioned bellyaching colleagues that they should just be happy with having a job as millions of others do not.

June and July saw me elbows deep with a new enterprise wide telephone system replacement for a client with 11 different sites throughout North Queensland. As we did not have COVID-19 restrictions, I was able to travel relatively hassle-free to the sites to complete the project with the assistance of my colleagues.

The months of August and September has seen me taking the win’s that I can get with the QA role and helping out wherever I can. One of the pleasing aspects has been what looks at face value to be a reduction in maintenance generated service tickets, by following the new procedures and that some of my colleagues are saying new processes are easier and quicker.

So, do I make of this COVID forced period you ask? In all reality, I think it’s made everybody who has got an ounce of brainpower to take stock of what they have, what they need and what they can do to survive in which everything is not the norm. Like anything to do with people, there are those that are gonna just go head down – bum up and get on with what they need to do, with a minimum amount of fuss or fanfare.

Unfortunately, COVID-19 has also bought out those sections of society that are all about themselves – the “Me Me Me’s”. It also saw the absolute absurd activities like the poo-ticket punch-up’s, the panic buying and those idiots who believe the laws that are trying to keep us safe from further infection – do not apply to them.

One of the absolute positives of COVID-19 is that people seem to be communicating with each other a lot more, be it social media, telephone, text, email, carrier pigeon or smoke signal – people are conversing with each other a lot more.

Anyways ….. I’ve rambled on long enough on this update, please be safe, be well and be happy and remember, if you haven’t heard from anyone in a while …. DON’T BE SHY ….. Say G’day ….. as you could make their day.

TOWNSVILLE – Queensland, AUS

How good is my shit magnet working?

It would be no understatement to say that planning for my upcoming “G’Day USA 2020” trip has been the most involved and somewhat frustrating one that I’ve experienced to date.

Aside from my well-documented Visa issues, it seems that with the Qantas Frequent Flyer program, even though you may have accumulated nearly 400,000 points and have elevated participant status, you feel like you barely have enough points to get Uber ride around the airport.

Planning for my upcoming trip to participate in the 2020 World Golden Oldies Rugby Festival in Denver, Colorado, USA started approximately a month or two after returning from the 2018 festival in Christchurch, New Zealand. Basically I’d booked and paid to go on this year’s event and then decided to wait until around 12 months prior to departure to sort out the airfares, accommodations and arranging both pre & post-festival activities with my usual travel crew of ET, Trina, Josie and Shazza.

The plan was to not only save a bit of money but also treat myself to a comfy long-haul business class seat on this trip. In conjunction with my travel agent Michelle Jardine at Travel Associates, we spent the best part of an afternoon in order to book & pay for the six flights required to cross the pond. With associated taxes and fees, it ended up costing me a total of $890.78, but Qantas could not find any transpacific flights for love or money, even though Michelle and I could see shit tons of available business class seats through Los Angeles, San Francisco and Dallas/Fort Worth. In the end we had to deal directly with One World partner Cathay Pacific to register for fares that Qantas were either unwilling or unable to locate.

I was pleased to see by early evening, I was subsequently ticketed business class airfares from Sydney through Hong Kong to JFK International Airport in New York City. With this segment of the trip seemingly all squared away, which for mind meant that I could solely focus on the in-country activities, at my leisure with no stress over the next 6 months or so.

Just before Christmas I received an email from Cathay Pacific informing me that I had a flight change on the Hong Kong to New York leg. The email confirmed my new booking and asked me to log into the website and select my seat to confirm the confirmation, at which time the flights would be re-ticketed by Qantas. Unbeknownst to me, my travel agent goes to verify my seats in mid-January only to find out that I have no flights to the United States.

I contacted Qantas to ascertain exactly what was going on and was informed by them that my flights were still awaiting approval from Cathay Pacific. I contacted Cathay Pacific and was informed that Qantas had not ticketed the new flight changes and as such they had been dropped – as they had not been actioned in a timely manner by Qantas. In contacting Qantas again, I was able to speak with one of the Hobart team members who actually took a butchers at the PNR notes and confirmed that Qantas had had in fact dropped the ball on this matter. You would think it would have been a straightforward matter of simply rebooking re-ticketing the flights, but as my shit magnet will attest, there is no such thing as is a straight shot with international travel and me at times.

Not a word of lie, since the 15th of January I have spent an accumulative 23 ½ hours on the telephone with Qantas and 11 hours with Cathay Pacific in trying to get my seats back, culminating in a two-hour 20 minute call yesterday afternoon, of which 97 minutes was being on hold.

In order to accommodate flight scheduling and availability, I had moved my trip forward by a day, my arrival airport changed from JFK International in New York to Newark Liberty International in New Jersey and now back again to JFK, to get my previously booked & ticketed business class seats. Several times during these endeavours I’ve went from having no seats to multiple seats, to being ticketed under ticketed than reticketed, waitlisted and now as of 7 PM last night, I received written confirmation that my flights have been ticketed – which is precisely where I was on July 19th last year.

Yeah I know it’s first world problems, but at the end of the day I’m grateful to (a) have a seat in the plane, (b) not having to put my hand in my pocket for the full cost of the business class seats and (c) be fortunate enough to be able to travel. On a positive note I actually arrive in New York City at 1:30 PM instead of my scheduled 11:45 PM which I reckon is a big win. I can also vouch for how awesome the Qantas Customer Service team in Hobart actually are.

Retrospectively, no one should ever have to spend nearly a week on the phone in resolving somebody else’s oversight. Fair dinkum I’ve had shorter flights than several of the phone calls that I was on hold for in to resolve the matter that was no fault of my own.

Hopefully I don’t have any similar issues with the six flight, seven activity, five hotel, three rental car and one train ride that I’ve booked so far. Happy trails from here???

TOWNSVILLE – Queensland, AUS

Greetings, salutations and welcome to the first Blog of my next upcoming adventure – G’day USA 2020

This G’Day USA ~ 2020 trip centres around spending a week with the Alice Springs Dingoes Golden Oldies Rugby squad of lunatics & legends participating in the 23rd World Golden Oldies Rugby Festival, which fits squarely in the middle of my upcoming adventure – nearly 6 weeks in the United States of A Miracle.

From the outset, I will make my apologies for this length of this initial post’s length, but as you can appreciate when dealing with bureaucrats – everything goes at their pace. I figured that seeing as the outcomes could have easily seen me being unable to enter the U.S., I thought I’d take the time a share the ‘experience‘ with you.

About 6 months after returning from the 2018 Kiwi Kruizin’ trip, in which I participated in the 22nd World Golden Oldies Rugby Festival, festival packages and prices were released for the 2020 festival being hosted by Denver, Colorado, USA. As an early adopter, I paid up there & then and would sort out all the other travel arrangements roughly 10-11 months prior to departure, as that’s when the airlines generally release their ticketed airfare schedules.

In March this year, I jetted off to the U.S. for my 73 day 2019 Taco’s & Toucan’s trip and upon arrival in Dallas, Texas, USA was initially refused entry by U.S. Customs and Border Protection and subsequently was allowed entry, but my Electronic System for Travel Authorization (ESTA) visa waiver program visa was permanently revoked with me being advised to contact the U.S. Consulate when I arrive back home in Australia.

As outlined in my March 16 Blog update, the entire ordeal is based on the fact that I answered no to the ESTA Visa Waiver Program question regarding – “Have you ever been arrested or convicted for a crime that resulted in serious damage to property, or serious harm to another person or government authority?

Back on July 4th, 2001 I was charged with alleged traffic matters which were subsequently dismissed with “the state having no objections to a final dismissal” and “the charges in the above-captioned case are hereby dismissed”. At the time of the incident, I had concerns regarding any charges having any adverse effect on my status of Resident Alien i.e. my Green Card and was advised by my legal representative, the Clerk Of Court and my immigration lawyer that as the charges were dismissed in their entirety, there is nothing of record to worry about.

Subsequent dealings with US Immigrations saw me answering the same question to the negative until I used the ETSA system and the question had changed in its terms – with my understanding that it had read “arrested and convicted”, but now reads “arrested or convicted”. The other factor was that the traffic matters did not seemingly meet the serious damage or injury criteria’s, nor did it involve any government authority – so WTF???

My task when stepping off the tin crow in Boise, Idaho, USA was to contact my lawyer Coxy at Cox Law and then head down to the Ada County courthouse to get a certified copy of the case and its subsequent dismissal and I’ll sort it out when I got back to Australia about 10 weeks later.

Within a week of getting home, I was advised by the Sydney US Consulate to jump on the U.S. Department of State – Consular Electronic Application Centre website to apply for the Non-immigrant Visa with its $240.00 hit to the hip pocket and might I just add, what a lesson in frustration. It would have to be one of the less intuitive websites that I’ve had the displeasure of trying to navigate around. It took me 3 evenings and Saturday morning to get my application lodged.

I received notification 12 days later that my application had been processed and they had scheduled an interview for me on September 30th in Sydney – a mere 1,400 mile (2,260 kilometre) drive south of here.

I continue ½ heartedly researching and planning for the “G’Day USA” trip while booking airfares, accommodations and taking time off work to make the interview.

I arrive an hour early for my interview and then run the gauntlet of the rude and arrogant “Consular Security” rent-a-cop rejects, who’s favourite term seems to be “haven’t you read the sign” – well ….. actually, no weaponhead, there is no sign!!!

I sit and wait for an hour and a half only to be told my application has been refused a they need more information and was sent on my way with a yellow form that had my name spelt incorrectly and a padded overnight airbag “should we require you to send your passport to us”. I hold my composure and simply smile, while thinking “Jeez ….. for fucks sake ….. really!!!”

To say I was saddened, dejected and frustrated at this juncture would have been a slight understatement. I provided all the relevant documentation requested of me, but now they wanted to see the court documents pertaining to the charges.

As my ex mother-in-law used to say, “Oh well …..”

I’m like what do you do? So off I trot but for some unknown reason, I had General Douglas MacArthur’s famous quote “I Shall Return” bouncing around in my scone.

I emailed Coxy and receive the requested documents the next day – onya mate, and fire them off to the US Consulate. 12 days later I receive confirmation of an approval for a B1/B2 business/tourism visa with a validity of five (5) years.

One thing that struck me over this whole turn of events – I’m more than appreciative with the advances and acceptance of technology. Imagine for an instant, trying to sort something like this out with microfiche, telephones and faxes.

So …. in the end, with the assistance of my travel agent Michelle Jardine, at Travel Associates – Castletown and my aptly-named Dingoes “View Crew” consisting of – ET & Trina, Josie and Shazza, we went at it full noise in completing the trip planning and finalising the details.

In total, I think I’ll be on the road for around 42 days …. just on 6 weeks and I’ve thrown up a map of where I’m off to – click on the Travel Directions icon/link for an overview map of the entire trip.

TOWNSVILLE – Queensland, AUS

With my final blog post for this trip, I thought I’d share with you some quick interesting Taco’s & Toucan’s travels ~ 2019 trip stats & facts:

  • 53,099 kilometres (32,994 miles) travelled
  • 4,817 photos taken ~ which equates to 80.9 GB worth of data
  • 104 stops along the way
  • 75 blog updates ~ comprising 66 A4 pages and 37,128 words
  • 18 flights
  • 9 countries visited
  • 1 two and a half thousand dollar camera lens destroyed
  • 1 life saved with DR ABC and CPR
  • Thousands of smiles and a million memories made

See you all on my next walkabout.

TOWNSVILLE – Queensland, AUS

Without putting a glass eye to sleep with the detail, there’s not a lot one could comment on regarding a 16½ non-stop transpacific flight other than nothing happened – thankfully.

We arrived 30 minutes late into Sydney and had to complete a lap or two of Botany Bay due to landing congestion associated with the Sydney Airport Curfew Act that see’s the skies of Australia’s most populus city averaging 1,667 arrivals and 1,322 departure movements each month between the hours of 6AM to 8AM.

A little trick I learnt with the introduction of the Australian Border Force ePassport SmartGates facilities is that it’s actually faster to bypass that system and go through manual processing as the walk from Gate 9 to Passport Control has 11 kiosks dispensing the Arrivals receipt for use by the citizens of the following countries – Canada, China, France, Hong Kong, Ireland, Japan, Korea, Macau, New Zealand, Singapore, Sweden, Switzerland, Taiwan, United Kingdom and the United States of America.

All up it took the best part of 2 hours to get over to the domestic terminal for my 10AM connecting 1½ hour flight to Brisbane. With a 2 hour layover, I grabbed some sushi at the airport, ran into an old work colleague from my days out at the Cannington Mine and landed in Townsville at around 4:30 PM, about ½ an hour later than the scheduled arrival.

While walking through the arrivals, I ran into the newly minted member for Herbet, former work colleague and great bloke – Phil Thompson. After congratulating him on his election win, we had a good chinwag while waiting on my bags to hit the carousel downstairs.

I had one of my best mates pick me up from the tin crow depot and after a quick stop for essentials at me ol’ China platesDan Murphy’s, I was blowing the froth off a couple of coldies with my neighbour Pete by knock off time of 5PM.

SYDNEY – New South Wales, AUS

My final day outside of Australia on this Taco’s & Toucan’s travels ~ 2019 trip started as per most mornings – up before 4AM, a cup of black coffee and updating the Blog.

The major difference this morning being the influx of bargain hunters, filling the Cul-De-Sac and adjoining streets in preparation for the lawn/garage sale that the neighbour in the rental property across the street was conducting from 8AM. By 7AM we were virtual prisoners in our own homes as people just parked where ever they found an open patch of real estate, including across driveways, the middle of the Cul-De-Sac and clearly marked Fire Lanes.

It was so bad that I had to back one of my niece’s friend’s car out of the driveway, as it was that packed in. Luckily for the those inconsiderate attendees, Bek invited me along to return some gear at the Stonebriar Centre, about 30 miles (48 kilometres) away, which considerably reduced the risk of an Australian initiated “mysterious vehicle fires” in the neighbourhood.

While we were all the way out over in Frisco, we decided to head over to the Allen Premium Outlets, who were advertising a Calvin Klein outlet and as they were only 15 minutes away, I though an update to the undies drawer was in order. If the truth be told, the only thing “Premium” about the place was the pricing as they looked to be hitting your wallet harder than an upset tax inspector. The other issue Bek, Myah and I had was that quite a few of the advertised “anchor tenants” were no longer trading and yup, you guessed it – Calvin was one of them.

We arrived back at home around 2 o’clock to find that the neighbours were officially 6 hours into their lawn/garage sale and the only thing that looks to have diminished is the vehicle traffic. The other observation being that judging by the state of their lawn, it looks like they’re collecting more shit than they’re selling.

I headed to DFW International around 5:30 PM and due to a great run I got there just under ½ an hour, which was somewhat fortuitous as I wanted to speak to Avis regarding losing ½ a day with a dead vehicle. In speaking with their site operations manager, I was able to half the original rental fee and have no fuel charges, which equates to having the  2020 Dodge Ram Durango GT 4 door 4×2 costing me a measly $61 USD for the week – score. I was actually just looking for them the give me a free day for the inconvenience, but as I never enter a negotiation by making an initial offer, I simply settled with what they felt was fair.

Dinner was in DFW’s International Terminal D Tex-Mex restaurant Rio Mambo, where the Plato Diana main course of grilled marinated chicken breast, served on a sizzling bed of mushrooms, onions and poblano peppers, with Mexican rice and bean soup and two beers lightened my wallet by $40 USD.

While waiting for Qantas flight QF8 to board, I ran into former Australian Wallabies World Cup winning captain – John Eales, nicknamed “Nobody” as in ‘nobody’s perfect’. We got chatting about next year’s Golden Oldies rugby festival in Denver and he reckons he hasn’t pulled a pair of boots on since he last played for Australia.

I said that doesn’t matter as the Alice Springs Dingoes will find a spot for him on the wing, like we did with Stephen Larkham last year in New Zealand. Our scheduled 10PM departure came and went while I was ensconced in seat 80A due to what the flight deck called an “engineering resolution”. We eventually took to the skies around 10:55 with a promise to arrive at Sydney’s Kingsford Smith International at our advertised arrival time of 6:10 AM in two days.

Experience had taught me that this revised ETA would be highly ambitious, due to the log jam of 6AM arrivals.

CORINTH – Texas, USA

As with most good things, they generally must eventually come to an end and with me winning only $3 USD out of a potential $655 million USD ($93,834,000.00 AUD) – today marks the penultimate day for the Taco’s & Toucan’s travels ~ 2019 trip.

I spent most of the morning ensuring all my electrical items were fully discharged and then recharged to their maximum capacity. As you can well imagine, travelling with two cameras, an iPad, headphones, laptop, mobile phone and Omni Charge 20+ portable power pack can take a bit of time to ensure they are fully charged and functional, as going to use them is not the best time find out there is a problem with the device or equipment.

Around noon I found myself in the nearby city of Denton, both cancelling my T-Mobile mobile phone contract and procuring a couple of pairs of jeans at Ross – Dress for Less, which has been my go to off-price department store for discount/outlet priced clothing for ages.

Lunch was a simple “Managers $8.99 Special” at Dickey’s Barbecue Pit, which consisted of a sliced BBQ Beef Brisket sandwich with all the fixin’s, waffle fries, a diet Coke and self-serve soft serve ice cream, which I passed on as I only do real ice cream. I’m pleased to say the brisket was done to perfection – moist, falling apart, tender and with a nice bark.

I got back to the house fairly late in the afternoon to meet up with Mike & Bek, one of their groomsman – Will, and his wife to head out to Mr Chopsticks pretty ordinary Asian for dinner and then on to the University of North Texas (UNT) campus, which I can now honestly say I’ve attended the same college as my ex-wife Ruth.

We were actually there for the Astrology departments’ 9PM screening at the 100 seat, 40-foot domed Sky Theatre, that features the Digistar V planetarium projection system, presentation of immersive visuals synced to Pink Floyd albums, with tonight’s being The Dark Side of the Moon.

It was just over ¾’s of an hour in which you could get sensory overload, especially with the at times psychedelic and trippy visuals, but I found it to be a unique and fun experience in which I’d love to return for their screenings of The Wall and Wish You Were Here.

We got home a bit after 10PM which coincided with Qantas opening online check-ins for my 3 flight 26½ hour journey home, that departs around this time, tomorrow night.

CORINTH – Texas, USA

Today was more of a “clean up & consolidation” day in which I’d sort out all my bags, purchases and travel documentation in preparation for my homeward journey on Saturday.

Over the years, I have found it best to take the time and make the effort to pull everything apart that you’ve carried or collected on a trip, inventory it and then repack it all neatly and securely, with the aim of minimizing loss or damage.

This endeavour, including the removal of all clothing tags/labels/pricing and subsequent refolding took most of the morning to complete.

It was at this time that I felt like I could eat the horse and chase the rider, so a SOS text was sent to Bek to find a decent feed in the local area. Although not quiet local, i.e. 11 kilometres (7 miles) away, Rockfish Seafood Grill was a great feed none the less. I availed myself of the $4.99 a pound Crawfish Boil and it was brilliant.

After lunch I chased up some gear for a mates ¾ Ton Dodge Ram that he sent me literally a shopping list for, which took a few hours.

I tracked down young Mikey to grab all the ingredients required for his proposed dinner menu, as it was his wish to cook for the entire family tonight .

He knocked up pan seared breast of chicken with mashed potatoes and a warm green runner been, bacon, garlic and cherry tomato salad with a chicken broth dressing. Got to say, it was a pretty decent feed and I had a ball being Mikey’s “sous chef”.

Had to laugh though as experience is a pretty good teacher., Mikey learnt a pretty valuable lesson in why you gently place items into hot pans, rather than dropping them from altitude like a B-52 bombing run.

For mind, the best thing about the meal is that in three months Mikey has gone from seemingly only being interested in chicken strips or pizza, to wanting to get in the kitchen, settling on a menu and then getting his hands dirty from prep to plating. I hope he continues with it as he looks to be having fun with it and he’s pretty good at it.

CORINTH – Texas, USA

I thought I get out of the house nice and early to hit the road and sort out a couple of things with my Ranger ute as well as the Harley and then check out Fort Worth at my leisure, but as they say in the classics – the best laid plans of mice and men.

I walk up to the rental car and press the key fob to unlock it – computer says no. I get absolutely nothing, nada, zip, bupkiss, farq all from the vehicle – it was dead as doornail. I use the “safety key” to open the vehicle and find the battery completely dead. I jumped straight on the “dog & bone” to contact Avis for emergency roadside assistance and to arrange for a replacement vehicle for me to collect in nearby Denton.

As you can imagine, all this takes time and as such I decided to change up my route as it was 10:40 AM by the time I actually got going. The irony was also not lost on my that of all the vehicles I’ve been in on the trip so far, including the busted arse unroadworthy mini-buses, the newest one with the least amount of mileage was the one I had the most issues with – go figure.

I left the rental agency, headed north on I-35 East and then dropped down I-35 West for a straight shot down to the Unites States 15 largest city – Forth Worth, that was established in 1849 as an army outpost. With clear roads and light traffic, it took less than 30 minutes to find a parking spot and wander over the iconic 40 hectare (98 acre) Stockyards historic district, just in time for their daily re-enactment of a cattle drive with some decent size and well fed longhorn “hamburgers on the hoof”.

I wandered around for a bit taking in the historical Western architecture as well as Billy Bob’s Texas, which promotes itself as “The World’s Largest Honky Tonk,” before settling on a bite to eat at Cooper’s Old Time Pit Bar-B-Que located just over Stockyard Boulevard.

For rev-heads like myself, one of the “Sistine Chapels of Speed” would be Summit Racing Equipment’s purpose built 6.5 hectare (16 acre) building which includes a large 3,000 square metre (32,000 square foot) retail superstore in Arlington, that opened in 2017. Whilst I wasn’t able to purchase what I was looking for off the shelf or have it arrived before my departure on Saturday, it was one of the best ways to while away a couple of hours.

A traffic free ½ hour drive over towards DFW Airport saw me pull into Texas Harley-Davidson to try and sort out an oil pressure and temperature gauge set up and a better mounting solution for mounting the amps in the panniers. With what I figured to be well over 300 new and used bikes in inventory, I had a fun time checking out the various rides to see what either the previous owners or the dealership had done to them, which gave me a couple of ideas for my ride.

Just in case you’re wondering, the most expensive bike in the showroom was the 2019 FLHXS Street Glide Special Touring that was customised by the dealer and could be all yours for a measly $59,999.00 USD ($87,174.00 AUD) plus on road costs.

By now it was close to 3:30 PM and with dinner engagement booked with a great friend of the family – Don Eades, for 5 sharp, I decided to take the 121 onto I-35 East to hopefully beat any traffic. As luck would have it, I was able to sit on 70 mph (113 kph) basically the entire way to Mike & Bek’s, for the first time ever.

Dinner was a pretty decent effort with great company and conversation at the Prairie House Restaurant over in Cross Roads about a ½ drive away, made all the more enjoyable with Bek behind the wheel of Don’s red convertible Mustang that’s never had the roof raised.

Just for shit’s & giggles on the way home, I purchased a couple of tickets in the $367 million USD Texas Lottery Mega Millions and $288 million USD Powerball draw, just to see if I can keep travelling for a little bit longer.

Whilst it’d be fair to say the day started out less than ideal, it got a whole lot better as it went along and ended brilliantly with friends and family – not a whole lot more you could ask for really.

CORINTH – Texas, USA

Today Dallas, well northern Dallas technically as I’m 58 kilometres (36 miles) from the city centre, awakened to more intermittent torrential downpours starting around 3:10 AM this morning and lasting until mid-morning.

The rains put the kibosh on trying to resolve the A/C drain repairs, as there was no way I was climbing an aluminium ladder in rain storms with the amount of lightening that was around – no Fro for this Bro!! No real dramas though, I had the hot water relief valve to sort out.

With the amount of renovations, repairs and re-work I’ve completed over the years, as well as the advice and assistance I’ve provided my mates with their new builds, it comes as no surprise to me that the “quality” of “workmanship” is solely reliant on builders enforcing the sub-contractors race to the cheapest and quickest solution for most works undertaken. This is especially prevalent with the so-called hidden trades of plumbing, electrical, heating & cooling.

The legacy of this was borne out at Mike & Bek’s place with me having to cut the hot water system drain pipe to be able to remove the Temperature and Pressure (T&P) Relief Valve. A simple two dollar PVC barrel union was all it would have taken. So instead of it being a simple 5-minute and $16.22 for the valve, it would have cost at least an hours labour for a plumber, plus their callout fee, plus parts.

No matter for me, not that I make things ½ pregnant with any of my house repairs or projects, it took me a couple of hours to not only replace the valve, but also to plumb it correctly so that it’s a 5-minute job should it need replacing in the future. Most of the time was spent acquiring the parts required for the job, if the truth be told.

Lunch was a pretty ordinary affair at El Fenix, which hopefully does not rise from the ashes, should it burn down. The Lunch Menu offering of a Chicken Chipotle Enchilada and a Sour Cream Chicken Enchilada for $8.99 could best be described as baby or retirement centre “food”.

The afternoon was spent trying to track down some door sill protectors for my Ford Ranger, as well as sourcing a better solution for the mounting of the Boom Audio amps in the panniers of my Harley, than the double-sided tape the manufacturer ships the bike with, which is about as useful as a screen door on a submarine.

By some stroke of Unicorn fairy dust, I also managed to update my corporate wardrobe and replacement bed linen before someone fronted me and demanded my “Man Card” back for crimes against Manderstanding and Metro-sexuality.