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So where have all of the Woodchucks gone?

Let us just take a little look at the last few weeks, shall we?



I spent a few days in sunny and very hot (but it's a dry heat) Arizona.


And I'm on one of the largest tour attractions in the US and what do I take pictures of????











Why a new Aston Martin of course, what else would you expect?



And then there was this little road with all of these turns and very steep. I think it was in San Fransisco somewhere. My little black steed was as playful as a kitty that just could not wait to pounce on the fun. However I must admit that some of the people taking pictures were just a bit put out when I kept cutting the rear loose to make the turns. The tyres sound really good spinning on the brick.













Oh the fun of it all.

Comments

Kelsgarden said…
thank goodness I have your blog link or I would have no idea what happens during the week . . .
1:46 AM
Woodchuck said…
Like I know what happens during the week?
1:55 AM
Me said…
I wondered where you were......

So, I was noticing the bridge. Car? What car. Beautiful bridge though.

:)

PS: Driving in San Fran? Ugh. Never. You are brave my friend, a brave soul indeed.
4:37 AM
WickedHamster said…
Hey! That's not Arizona! You can't fool me. Everyone knows there aren't any trees in Arizona; it's just all like rocks and desert and stuff. (Loved the Aston! Heck, the bridge you can see anyinte, it's not going anywhere.)
8:12 AM
Woodchuck said…
Flagstaff....it has trees.
9:39 PM
Travel said…
I drove a rented Hon-die (worn out, weak brakes, smelled of cigar smoke, someone was going to die) down Lombard street the first time I was in San Francisco.

DG
11:33 PM
Anonymous said…
I think DG wins the brave soul award. WC's truck is immaculately maintained.
9:09 PM
WickedHamster said…
You think that's brave... have him tell you the story about the two of us going from Denver to Breckenridge in a 3-cyl. Daewoo. (Like 1 mile pretty much straight up, to fill in those who might live in Iowa.) And we were both much heavier then!
8:23 AM
Travel said…
Wednesday is Bert's birthday, pass the word along!
7:55 AM
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