Tuesday, February 13, 2018

Capri Truck Camper

It'd been years since I was in Texas. In 2010 I hauled the fambly airlooms to my brother's ranch outside Austin. He claimed they (wife and three children) survive cuz Austin's an enclave surrounded by Texas.

Passing through El Paso it looked the same - an ennui-inducing wasteland of tattoo parlors, nail salons and purveyers of fast-cash.  The only fond memory I could dredge, way back in 1968, was of the ten-dollar, three-finger lids.

In Bluff Dale, we enjoyed meeting the folks and hearing how they'd, in the four years since they'd bought the company, brought it up from a production rate of one every three weeks, to three units a week. Orders are now backed up for several months.

On Yer Marks!!!





EEZY - EEZY





Smart-lookin' Ride




From bunk






From door




After installation we vaulted to the saddle an' high-tailed it the way we'd come -- a heretical act justified by the unbelievable condition/fact that every square inch of Texas is privately owned with NO dispersed camping.

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