Surfs Up – On the Wall

Surfs Up!

The other day we went to lunch at a new place we had visited just once. We could sit and watch some surfers and waves rolling in.  It was closed – this is often the case here in Mexico – hours are very flexible. Do not come to rely on consistent operating hours – no matter if they are displayed or you have to ask.

We went to another place. We had gone there a few times. An excellent vegetarian burrito, massive in size (we split one) at the cheap, cheap, price of 35 pesos. That is lunch for two for $2.25 usd! Add 20 pesos for a Corona (it was past noon).

At the other end of the restaurant there were a couple of surf boards leaning against a wall. They had prices written and taped to each. One very colorful one caught my eye.  It was a 5 foot 11 inch length board for the low, low, price of 800 pesos (about $50 usd). Those beauties are over $700 usd!

After eating I walked over to take a closer look at the colorful board. This was a Channel Island Surfboard made in Santa Barbara, California – a lovely specimen. It included fins which was noted on the for-sale notice scotch-taped to the board. I am sure Anita thought I was crazy (something she is quite used to). I mean a 69 year old guy eyeballing a new sport vehicle. Is 69 too old to take-up surfing? Probably if it were true.

Color graphics are extra.

But my intentions were related to decorating. We have some tall ceilings and a generous amount of space to add color and even an oddity like a 6-foot surfboard. After all we live at the edge of the Pacific Ocean – lucky us!

I think I have mentioned that we have not painted our stucco’d walls. We opted for color from masks or carpets or how about a surfboard? Yup I liked the idea and the board. I came back to the table with my idea. Anita was non-committal which in her case is pretty much a go ahead.

So I put in an offer of 500 pesos explaining it did appear to be very ocean worthy, but our intentions were to hang it rather than hang-ten in Puerto’s challenging seas. These slabs of designer fiberglass start at around $700 usd new – so it was a low bid. A shot in the dark. The waitress took our written offer on a cocktail napkin – it included our phone number. Did you ever just throw out a number figuring if you got it that cheap – well ok! Where to put it?

Our Recycled Art Board

No more thought on it.

But, the other day a phone call. The owner was accepting our offer. We would be in to get it – yum another huge veggie burrito was in my future. Oh and an ice cold Corona – going with what works!

Not your every day wall hanging!

We got the Jetta out of mothballs and headed into town to retrieve our artwork and a few new garbage cans from Chedraui while we had the car out.

Graphic Artist – Not just my thoughts of a work of art ‘canvas’.


Works of Art – no?

Now to figure out how to mount (hang?) the board (we are calling recycled art). More on that when it happens. Ideas – perhaps you have hung a surfboard? Stay Tuned!

A Shot in the Dark

It was still dark just after six AM this morning. I decided to make some shots in the dark.

First shot of the morning.

We haul our Vitamix blender back and forth between Veracruz and Oaxaca. The thing is too darn expensive to own one in each location.

We brought our new food dehydrator (along with 5 guitars, a large Fender amplifier and two good size Mackie Speakers. What we do not take back and forth is this:

Beans from Chiapas!

We always miss our 22 year old La Pavoni Pub One espresso maker and grinder. Being able to make pro espresso drinks is quite the luxury and sorely missed during times away from the beach. That thing has traveled down from Ashland, Oregon, to Las Vegas; Prescott, Arizona;  Ruidoso, New Mexico; Pueblo, Colorado; Xico, Veracruz; finally to Puerto Escondido. A lot of miles and many flavorful coffee drinks.

We both like a double shot, Anita a latte (more milk) and mine a cappuccino (more foam less milk). Our friend Ron of Ron and Roxanne likes his shots straight up – no milk what so ever.

However you like it, I am a longtime barista. A darn good one if I indulge my ego here just a bit. I can make you your drink. We do not carry as many flavoring syrups as we use to when we owned and managed five coffee carts back in the early 90’s. The coffee is as good as ever.

Here just two weeks tomorrow we have already put in an order with our favorite wood designer for a new door to our utility room. I can now push my finger through the framework that holds a very heavy solid door – so sometime in December a new door and frame will arrive with two more dining room chairs; totaling eight. Plenty to go around.

The wood artisan mentioned he had a couple of tables he had started on spec as samples that he was willing to let go for just about the cost of the wood. We hopped on our scooter and went directly to his shop to have a look.  One must not snooze on offers such as this.

We bought both tables. They needed varnishing and one with drawers needed knobs. They arrived here Tuesday as promised – we had asked for handmade wooden pulls for the drawers. Something was lost in the translation and the metal option arrived here. This will be corrected as we do not like the rather garish knobs.

Pull knobs will be changed.

We also bought a work table or side-table. It is tallish and fits in our mix of workstation tables currently residing in our family room.  One day this setup may move upstairs – but there are projects to be done up there as well as an avoidance of a leaky roof. For now the computer stations area works fine.

The new table puts the pine models to shame and will eventually force us to retire the pine tables and install a complete set of parota wood work tables.

Two of the work tables are sporting our new Mackie monitor speakers. They are a wonderful addition. Very clear, transparent speakers. In conjunction with our 400 watt JBL sub-woofer they play distortion free at some pretty high decibel levels (much to the chagrin of the neighbors I am sure).

Big Enough Mackie Speakers

We have been trying out some of the new restaurants. Being vegetarians and I suppose spoiled to some degree – we are hard to please. So far we have not had much to pass along as wonderful. There is a sandwich shop right on the Zicatela Strip that makes a fine vegetarian sandwich – more on that soon.  Stay Tuned!

Returned to the Scene of Crimes.

We are back. Today we have been here a week. We are settling in fast. Have had three nights with some rain.  This is welcome as it is later in the evening and it cools things down. It is accompanied by gentle off shore breezes – lovely.

Yard work and putting things away or in a place has been priorities up to now. Recall George Carlin’s bits on “STUFF”, we are guilty.

Then there are drip system repairs and of course guitar lessons (plunking right along thank you).

We started watching the series “Mad Men”. This is a 92 episode, seven years running, television series. It is based on the 1960’s. And everyone smokes! But that was a great time in life and fun to revisit. We have seen about five episodes.

Being Sunday which is either a driving day or a day of rest…I am guilty to label it ‘A day of rest’ as what day is not these days ;-)   Do I feel guilty being less of a contributor to the world than whence I was a working stiff? ‘Probably not,’ would be the answer to that. Guilt is not a big plateau on this writer’s plate. It is a relief to not get too hung up on that.

If there is any guilt to be had it comes more via mi guapa esposa who seems to have just one mode from rising to sleep – she is an energizer bunny. This morning before she woke up as I was downing my first cup of coffee and looking around appreciating how things were starting to be organized.

For example: last night we slept in our bed within the confines of mosquito netting and all – clean as a whistle! Earlier in that day I had suggested we pace ourselves on getting that netting strung. She offered up that she had installed it on her own last time and was fully prepared to get it up and operational within a short time. All righty then!

Five nights on our faux leather built in couches is more than enough to fully appreciate the actual bed within the netting – a much better sleep was the culmination.

I wake up before 5 AM. Anita’s internal alarm is set to a few minutes before 8; so I have three hours to wander aimless around the casa or on the Internet. I am reading Wille Nelson’s autobiography as well as a book on healing herbs.

I recently read O’Reilly’s biography on Ronald Reagan, “Killing Reagan”. How he gets those things he churns out on the New York Time’s best sellers list is beyond me. It has to be politics because it certainly is NOT his writing talent, keen insight and or wisdom.

It will take a real doozy of a title to entrap me on any of his future works. Yes I read his “Killing Lincoln” and not his Killing Jesus, Kennedy or Patton. As if that wasn’t punishment enough I started his most recent offering, “LEGENDS AND LIES” – written really by David Fisher. It was just so far from the accepted historical truth that I gave up on it. Enough said.

Speaking on writing, a reader has been taking me to task suggesting, “…talk [ing] in absolutes when they [me] speak of Mexico”. He went on to write, “…when they [me again] are called on it, resort to excuses such as claiming hyperbole, rhetorical, artistic license etc.” OK I probably deserve some of that criticism.

My excuse is more on the line of ownership (it being MY BLOG) rather than any licenses, rhetoric allowances or mistaken hyperbole. You can read more HERE if you have any further interest.

There is no question that Blogging is self-indulgent. Perhaps Flogging the reader would be a better description? Sometimes I can be heard sitting at my keyboard laughing (at my own stuff no less!) I am also the first to admit I am easily entertained except for a distinct lack of interest in horror or sci-fi writing or pictures.

I could beg you and Hank to stick with me here – but begging probably would not help.  It certainly would do O’Reilly no good here. Stay Tuned! (If you dare or care to).

All That Jazz and More

We are back in Puerto Escondido for the winter. Many folks crying the blues about a lack of rain.  It poured the second night we were here (after 11 PM which is always acceptable).

We ran into trouble with the water suppliers. Our drip system had some broken feeders.  They shut-off our water after installing a valve to do this in the street (at our expense – parts and labor about 800 pesos). Our gardening crew find understanding drip water systems beyond their talents.  Small price to pay. We repaired quickly and have water turned back on ;-) .

In fairness 100 pesos of the aforementioned fee was our back due for a party held in October to celebrate the new water department building – “It was voted to contribute 100 pesos.” We can live with that – just sorry we missed the party.

The covering on the windows downstairs worked well. The large blocking tarps upstairs did not.  They provided a dark place for birds to enjoy their berries and seeds.

We misplaced some keys having to cut off a lock with a borrowed tool (from the local ferretería). We have to work better on storing keys. Memory does not always serve after six months.

We have a 3 mb down .333 up Internet connection.  Not like our 10 mb plus in Xico – but we are not complaining.

Sadly an acquaintance and fine fellow, hotel and restaurant owner, was killed while riding his motorcycle on the main highway out by Pochutla – very sad. Steve Posing – you will be missed RIP!

Some child reached into our bodega grabbing a spray can of red enamel paint, tagging our sidewalk, some tile and a couple walls of the bodega – bummer! Reminder to better secure that area.

Several new restaurants to try out – oh boy!

10 days until the Muzunte Jazz Festival (just 30 miles down the road):

We are still a week or two away from having the casa back to normal. We are happy. Stay Tuned!


We are moving on to our winter quarters in beautiful Puerto Escondido. We are never sure about Internet there so we may be gone a while.

A parting gift.

Below are some general observations regarding living in Mexico as an expat. They are in no special order – but something to think about and perhaps comment on.  Maybe you agree.  Maybe you do not. Perhaps you have some sage advice to share?

Stay Tuned!

Mexico Observations:

About half the vehicles on the road have no brake lights or at least one signal bulb burnt out. It would seem that once blown – end of story. Equipment failures definitely not enforced. This kind of puts a face on the NAFTA agreement of Mexican trucks having terrible equipment and safety compliance.

MANY Mexicans simply do not follow through with financial commitments. You can take this to the bank: Unless debt is paid off one will never be able to continue borrowing. Certainly not paying your debt and not keeping your word weakens you. Credit is earned by good faith. Credit is relatively new to the average Mexican. Interest rates are extremely predatory – one might assume to balance the poor payment habits?

Been said before, but, NOISE is a free for all zone here in Mexico – make as much as you want because they do.

Much less road rage in Mexico – couple that with a high percentage of terrible drivers. We assume they simply accept gawd-awful driving habits.

Food is more flavorful, spices a plenty! Meat is tough (good place to be a vegetarian, even better as a vegan). Grocery bills perhaps 20 percent less as compared to the U.S. More if tequila is on your shopping list.

Mexico is more about the Virgin Mary than Jesus. Mary appears very little in the Bible – but she rules the roost here in Mexico.

Mexico’s involvement in religion is worn on their sleeve (at least the women’s sleeves).

Fast food has not caught on beyond the large cities.

Corner markets are probably not operating tax compliant; and they are slowly disappearing.

Mexicans do not really embrace foreigners. However gringos do not feel put upon – they typically do not seem to embrace each other either – not a country of brotherly love.

Animals and pets have it much tougher here in Mexico. Poor people love to own a few dogs – go figure.

The action of NOT LITTERING is 20 years behind Amerika. From our observations the parents are NOT teaching the children; and so it goes.

Building codes are ignored or non-existent. Zoning and Covenants, Conditions, and Restrictions are pretty much non-existent.

It would be hard to go back to the U.S. Mexico is a better place for us.


This is a busy week as weeks go for the Calypso Couple.

The plan is to drive to Puerto Sunday. Weather wise we have over stayed our welcome. There is a LOT to do to prepare two houses to be abandoned for 6 months as well as take a BIG payload down to the beach in our Jetta.  It is raining mostly and getting pretty chilly at night. Our little casita is a three season model with several screened only windows and tin roofs.

For the entire month of October the little prayer Capilla at the top of our property entry has been visited daily at 5 AM with a small gathering of mujeres saying the Rosary and singing for about a half hour. A small but dedicated group of ladies. God works or works of God happen in strange ways. It should be noted we hear no male voices – husbands remain home in bed (or somewhere in bed) – go figure.

Yesterday we actually looked at two older Volkswagen Beetle cars to buy – Just what we need is yet another vehicle to add to our two cars, two motorcycles and a behemoth truck. In fairness it was Anita’s idea, which is bizarre because I have ALWAYS been the one to buy our many and varied vehicles over the last 30 years (note: I drove a 944 black Porsche and had a collector’s orange 928 Porsche backup when we started dating).

So no little Herbie  in our car stable this time. Actually Disney’s Herbie was a 1963 Bug. We were looking at early 90′s models (pretty beat up). Recall all those Herbie movies?

This looks very much like the one we Almost bought yesterday.

But seriously it was her idea. The most popular car going up and down the hill to our Rancho is the Beetle Bug – period. Those little cars quite simply are like half-track tanks when it comes to climbing and the outback. We have talked about getting a 4 wheeler to enhance our getting up the mountain – the VW seems more practical.

But soon after coming down from the mile high rarified air we came to our senses realizing we just do not need another car right now – especially one to park for six months. But you get the idea how confused we can get here south of the border and maybe get a hint into why we currently have four houses.

We remain here for advice on living life in Mexico.  Please Stay Tuned!

Hurricanes As A Way Of Life

Sparks, Steve, Hank, Frank and Ania are in the line of fire and on our minds this morning. Patrica is now a category 5 hurricane. News leads like, “Mexico Braces for ‘Potentially Catastrophic’ Hurricane Patricia”.

And Mexico braces for strongest hurricane in Western hemisphere.

And “Hurricane Patricia headed toward southwestern Mexico Friday as a monster Category 5 storm, the strongest ever in the Western Hemisphere that forecasters said could make a “potentially catastrophic landfall” later in the day”.

PV-Puerto Vallarta ; Manz. = Manzanillo ; PXM = Puerto Escondido

The hurricane was located about 160 miles away from Manzanillo, Mexico, at 4 a.m. local time, according to the National Hurricane Center. The Category 5 hurricane’s landfall could be “potentially catastrophic” for southwestern Mexico, the National Weather Service reported, with rainfall totals of 20 inches expected in some areas.

Manzanillo is right where Sparks and Steve live – so we are concerned for them and the others in that area.

Back in June of 2012 we had a direct hit hurricane event in Puerto Escondido our winter home. Being that it was in summer we were not there but watched nervously as it landed a few miles east of our casa with a category 3 energy base.

Not long after becoming a hurricane, Carlotta underwent a period of rapid intensification, with its maximum winds increasing to 95 knots by 2100 UTC 15 June. As it neared the coast, the hurricane turned toward the north-northwest, and the forward speed increased from around 10 knots to 16 knots. Carlotta made landfall in the Mexican state of Oaxaca, about 10 n mi east-southeast of Puerto Escondido, around 0100 UTC 16 June. Satellite imagery showed that the eye became less well-defined just before landfall, suggesting that the hurricane had weakened slightly to an intensity of 90 knots, likely due to the partial interaction of the circulation with the rugged terrain of Mexico. After the center crossed the coast, it turned toward the northwest and moved over the southern portion of Oaxaca and, later on 16 June, over the state of Guerrero. Carlotta weakened very rapidly while it traversed the mountainous terrain of southern Mexico, and by 1200 UTC 16 June the cyclone was reduced to a tropical depression, centered about 60 miles northeast of Acapulco, Mexico.

We did not have electric restored for more than a week.

We ended up with minor roof damage as a neighbors patio flew through our property – little else. But there was a lot of damage in the area.

We think Manzanillo does not have the mountain framework behind them and can only hope that these things usually are lesser than greater in actuality. There is a need for serious warning of course.

As of Friday Morning 9 AM Local Time

Hurricane Patricia, which became the most powerful tropical cyclone ever measured in the Western Hemisphere on Friday morning as its maximum sustained winds reached an unprecedented 200 mph (320 kph). We hope for the best for our friends! Stay Tuned!

The Mile High Clubhouse

I have always believed that the work we do in this world should reflect our passions and skills. I never understood the notion that you have a life and then you have a working life. To me, they never should be separate. I suppose I could write that I have been lucky to have that happen – but then I sought it out that way, and you should too. For the moment I am a tree faller. – John Calypso October 19th, 2015

To bring you up to date, we have made a couple trips up to our ranch (Rancho del Cielo). From there on a clear day you can see forever! The three story casa rests almost exactly a mile above sea level and about 1500 feet higher than here in Ursulo Galvan, Xico. The Gulf of Mexico is a mere 40 miles as the crow flies.

Mount Orizaba from our deck  (ENLARGE Here)

A closer look at Mount Orizaba from our deck.

It is just 6 miles from here to our mountain chalet, door-to-door.  Yet, because the roads leading there (of which there are two), towards their end,  they are quite bad in places. Sometimes one or both are virtually impassable. I suppose I make more of the trouble getting there than I should – especially considering we own a behemoth 4-wheel drive truck which can climb walls if need be. The truck as an illegal alien is a story for another day. In any case we do not visit there often and I have no other excuse.

Our mountain chalet

A work party was organized. We would take our friend and oft helper. The three of us would go. At the end of the day Anita would make her way back down to Ursulo Galvan, While the two men roughed it in the cold mountain air through the night in order to get an extended days work accomplished – there is after all much to do.

It should be noted any plan such as this is subject to weather conditions. Early Friday morning we were hesitant.  It had rained off and on through the night and the morning was made up of mostly clouds, mist and the occasional light rain. We decided to wait and see.

Eventually things seemed a bit better and we headed up.

Armed with my new chainsaw and recent experience of falling a pretty large tree in our backyard at the Hood, we began to tackle trees that have grown to obscure our view and to eliminate a few encroaching our casa proper.

Trees or no trees there would not be much of a view of Orizaba this day.

To be fair I have been falling trees for years – usually with help, but all the same been doing it. I can tell you the actual fall is exhilarating and mighty dangerous. The cleanup is tedious and the least favorite of the package of activities.

Once down the real work begins.

I am in the final year of my 7th decade. Not sure how much longer I will effectively be able to do this kind of work. But for now I can and am.

There is math, triangulation and logic used to guesstimate just where a tree will actually fall; and a process of figuring how we can get it there. Trees can act on their own and land on something like a house roof top or even a person. They can kickback at having been mortally wounded and perhaps put the faller in that same state.

Reporting back from there now here in the Hood I can tell you we were on target all weekend – cool! Experience has its rank as does being the land owner as opposed to the helper. My decisions were final. But the two of us shared the tasks brilliantly really. We work well together. This being quite important when your life could be in the balance.

I love trees. I lay claim to the fact I am a tree hugger. Cutting them down is not easy from that aspect. I always say better planning might have saved that tree – it should not have been there. But then invariably these offending marvels were here first and well before me – there was no option for me on that. Especially when in most cases I am starting from a place where taming of the forest was the opening tactical gambit. Clearing is usually the first of these.

For me proceeding cutting a tree down is a moment like that of giving thanks to the animals that provided the food at a banquet supper. It is a non-organized religious experience. We give thanks to that tree that has provided shade and rich color to our micro managed environment – it will be missed – but oh that view! It is back ;-)

Stay Tuned!

Cutting Up

Moving on from some controversy surrounding the Whole Foods chain. I sat down to detail the experience relative to my second birthday gift – a Stihl chain saw. At about 850 words and nowhere near the end of the tale I abandoned that effort.

Happy Birthday To Me

Let me just make a couple salient points:

Whatever you are buying in the U.S may be available in Mexico.  It may have the identical model number and yet the Mexican version is old(er) and dated. Be cautious of items that have a letter after a model number. For example: Stihl chainsaw Model MS 211 or MS 211c or STIHL MS 211 C-BE Mini Boss® Chainsaw with Easy2Start & Picco Duro 3 etc. Mexico seems to be lacking in subtext in this regard; later this could become quite important. Like when parts are required or even service.

Half Way Down

Bottom line – If you decide to buy the newest model of some item, be aware that you may not find that model in Mexico and thus could be without support or parts being available in Mexico. There are MANY Stihl Dealerships in Mexico; and there are many models not supported by the Mexican outlets.

Nothing But A Wood Lot

It is all too common for Mexican sales force to take advantage of a foreigner. Of course this is a common thread in other countries including the U.S.

We ended up with a damaged chain due to a defective bar. A defective bar ruined two chains. The dealership’s’ total inventory. They sent us off after three visits with a working saw and a dulled bad chain.

We tried to buy a replacement rather than arguing. As stated they had no stock. So off we went to Xalapa – a larger dealership – where we purchased two chains and two sharpening files. We explained what happened in Coatepec at their counterpart’s store. This included the additional fact that our new saw returned to the dealer came back empty of gas and oil when it had been delivered full. This as well as having an extremely dulled chain.

Suffice it to write the experience with the second gift was less than satisfying. But we did fell the tree.

It All Comes Down To This

We had several neighbors come by asking for the wood knowing we do not burn wood here. It was offered to our worker – so already spoken for.

Life is good in Mexico – but it does not come without cost. Use caution, double check EVERYTHING and by all means be kind and patient. You will not gain any ground here by outshouting or displaying great aggravation – this is not the Mexican way and will be used as an excuse to dismiss you and ‘your kind’.

We are off to Rancho del Cielo, with its grand views, to cut away some growth that is obscuring that view. Looking forward to getting away from the Presidential campaign at that sequester location. More soon. Stay Tuned!

The Pressures On


The other day Kim, a Blogger friend, and I had a lively commentary going regarding Whole Foods chain – sometimes called “Whole Paycheck’ according to Kim.

And this in the news:

“Whole Foods said that it’s cutting 1,500 jobs.”

The grocery store chain said this represents 1.6% of its workforce

The company said it was conducting the cuts to “invest in technology upgrades while improving its cost structure.” The cost structure (as in sky high pricing) was part of our discussion; and obviously the thoughts of others and me have not gone unnoticed by Whole Foods Corporate.

“This summer the stock had plunged 40% over the last six months as the company missed analyst forecasts for sales and profit. That’s partly because the company, which is jokingly called Whole Paycheck, has slashed prices to shed its image of being too expensive.”

From these reports one might assume Whole Foods will recover with a more competitive spirit. On the other hand cutting the labor force and apparently demoting employees to accommodate the changes rather than lowering the CEO’s take home pay is harsh.  Labor invariably loses ;-(

In this light I received a handy technology upgrade and labor saving device for my birthday, two actually.

For years we have hired out folks to help clean the green from our lives. Do not get me wrong – the Calypso Couple is TOTALLY GREEN save the humidity spawned algae, moss and  green mold that is pervasive in our areas here in Mexico.  Suffice it to say we are in the tropical zone and not the arid parts of Mexico.

The key to minimizing the problem is air flow.

Our decking at the Rancho for example is about 700 square feet of Mexican tile which goes green and black quickly. The walls surrounding our Casita are stained black as well as the cement walk ways, our stationary Lance camper is covered in mold etc.

Mold loves leather by the way – so shoes, jackets, hats and bags also gather the moss – ugh! You get the idea.

I am somewhat embarrassed to say the other day when complaining about all this to our friend and chef extraordinaire Guadalupe at Restaurant Acamalin, she reported using a small pressure washer to get rid of deck mold – a light went off in my head. “Of course – a pressure washer!”

Now I have a humongous Honda power washer in our garage. However the garage is in New Mexico – oops.

We tracked one down via Google and a thick Truper Tool catalog supplied by one of our Ferretería amigos (hardware store friend). In Spanish it is a “hidrolavadora de alta presión” by the way.

We still consigned some labor from a friend in the Hood to do most of the operating of our snazzy orange washer (the remover of the new black in this case).

About the Size of R2D2

The results of this device were substantially grand. What took two people an entire day to remove just the growth on our Lance camper was reduced to two laboring with machine for two hours – wow!

The small pressure washer works!

Now we have set out to remove green/black staining on our perimeter walls – gunk that has been accumulating for more than 10 years.

BEFORE on left AFTER on right

I should suggest that the pressure washers are slightly less dough in the U.S. – buy there and bring one down if you have room (in your car – it will not accommodate carry-on luggage at a bulky 40 plus pounds. We bought locally (more on this next time) in Coatepec for about twenty-five  dollars U.S. more than what it was up there – hardly worth the hassle of driving one down when it takes the space of at least one guitar ;-)

This device definitely goes on our “Things That Work” list. Moving this way – get one!

Next time – birthday item two. Stay Tuned!