The Dynamic Duo

We are alone again; moved Jim and friend B.J. back to Shoshone with Uncle Chuck’s trailor for summer lodging to begin their summer jobs for the Bureau of Land Management fighting fires. Hopefully it will be a safe and profitable summer for them. I went along to “help”, cause UDad wanted my company. We borrowed Uncle Chuck’s nice red pickup to haul the trailor behind, and I fell asleep almost before we hit the road. I actually rode part of the way with Jim in his car; no chance to fall asleep there with the loud music! He has quite the variety and we listened to a little Simon & Garfunkel, some Jennifer Love Hewitt (yes, she put out a CD) and some great hits from the 60’s.

It turned out to be quite a project getting the trailor all leveled, sewer hooked up, etc .UltraDad spent a fair amount of time crawling about on the ground with pieces of wood and a jack. Plus it was raining off and on. What took most of the time was unloading the weight bench, weights and recliner from the back of the pickup. Yes, I said recliner. Jim brought it from Boise and will lounge in it outdoors this summer. I don’t know how possibly they plan to use all the weights they brought. It seems that though the firehouse has a nice weight room, the employees are not really allowed to use it, at least not often, and for some unfathomable (to me) reason, the boys get great enjoyment from repeatedly lifting massive quanitites of weight with various body parts. I got a bit bored with all of it and went back into the dry, warm pickup to read for a bit.
Finally all was done, and we took the boys Jjim and B.J.) to the cafe to eat and were on our way home by 9:00 P.M. or so. All was going well. Udad was driving and I was gently slumbering when we passed a semi truck between the Craters of the Moon National Park and the town of Arco. Suddenly there was a tremendous cracking sound, and the whole driver’s side window shattered, throwing chunks of glass inward onto a hapless driver. It even woke me up! It was a gloomy, stormy, rainy evening, and the remaining drive home was pretty chilly. Sleep was out of the question:(
Today UltraDad has an upset stomach and doesn’t feel so good. Guess he’s just not as tough as I am.
UltraMom