The need for more toys

My friend Gary and I have several common lusts. Cycling, Canoes/Kayaks and the most expensive of all….vintage Land Rovers. It’s the last one that I want to talk about today. I really want one. I have since I was a kid. I remember sitting and watching my little black and white TV and looking at pictures of the mercenaries in Africa (it was the 70’s and there were lots of those) driving around in their Land Rovers looking tough. It was my definition of cool growing up. Who wanted to grow up and be a firefighter? Not me baby. I wanted to be a professional soldier and travel the world blowing shit up. I’ve done some stuff in my life. I have one hell of an interesting resume but I’ve never owned that Land Rover. Never been to Africa either. The Rover bit I can fix…maybe.

Gary has owned and refinished two in the past. He and I have been talking a lot lately about getting a pair of them and fixing them up for fun. Now I have NO talent in that arena but Gary assures me that if I can fix bicycles, motorcycles and machine guns I can fix up a Rover. We’ll see. I have to admit that it does feed the daring adventurer in my soul. I want to take my cool Rover with its kayak mounted on top into the wild to do a paddle and then some camping and hiking. But then that is just the holiday fantasy isn’t it? I won’t get to live the life anymore just play on weekends. Still it’s better than getting shot at so what the hell.

Later,
Sam