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Sep. 12th, 2010
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The day started late...I slept in.... the phone rang and my friend Steve was calling... time for a trip to Steve's. A quick check on his ongoing project, his Datsun 2000 roadster... he has been working out the bugs and now its running real well... 2000 motor has head work (it likes high octane), dual Solex-Mikuni carbs (think Japanese copies of Weber side draft carbs), tuned exhaust headers, a hot camshaft profile... not your average roadster... this baby flies. Next comes a new interior, and a new top. I'll post a picture sometime.
He offered some home grown, ripe tomatoes, the reason I came. Pictures later on that. We talked bicycles, and grapes. He's got a bumper crop of grapes that will become juice (they would also make good wine, but that is not part of my diet or his). He was listening to the Animals on my truck stereo and made a comment about it being 'hippy music', something he is familiar with being he is a living relic from the 60's.
After a time it was back to the road, to Hemet for food and gasoline. A trip through Garner Valley, over Keen Camp Summit, through Mountain Center and down the hill to Hemet. Stopped at the Shell Station in East Hemet for fuel and got a surprise, as one of the attendants was cleaning the windshield as I filled that tank, just doing what he could to make it a good day. Hats off to him. Service, a forgotten concept brought back to life. Thank you.
Went to Stater Bros. bought groceries, and started back. Passing Cranston Station (USFS) a bobcat bounded across the highway. I love living in an area where the animals still roam and hunt, and insects, birds, rabbits, and other natural living things abound. Up the hill, over the summit, and a quick stop at Lake Hemet, fish were biting, but alas, groceries made the stop only too brief and on to Anza. Home again.
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He offered some home grown, ripe tomatoes, the reason I came. Pictures later on that. We talked bicycles, and grapes. He's got a bumper crop of grapes that will become juice (they would also make good wine, but that is not part of my diet or his). He was listening to the Animals on my truck stereo and made a comment about it being 'hippy music', something he is familiar with being he is a living relic from the 60's.
After a time it was back to the road, to Hemet for food and gasoline. A trip through Garner Valley, over Keen Camp Summit, through Mountain Center and down the hill to Hemet. Stopped at the Shell Station in East Hemet for fuel and got a surprise, as one of the attendants was cleaning the windshield as I filled that tank, just doing what he could to make it a good day. Hats off to him. Service, a forgotten concept brought back to life. Thank you.
Went to Stater Bros. bought groceries, and started back. Passing Cranston Station (USFS) a bobcat bounded across the highway. I love living in an area where the animals still roam and hunt, and insects, birds, rabbits, and other natural living things abound. Up the hill, over the summit, and a quick stop at Lake Hemet, fish were biting, but alas, groceries made the stop only too brief and on to Anza. Home again.
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