Kaffe Akbar !!

Let the Jihad Begin!

Coffee is indeed great. A couple of cups to prime the pump (in many ways) and we are up and in the process of shoving off for points west.

The Gunship is packed (haphazardly) and the team is almost ready. Kitty care and feeding instructions have been documented, revised, then re-documented for the folks taking care of Sylvia,Miss Figgy, Rodney and Antonio while we are gone.

Here's today's planned route from Avon to the first campground in the Great Smokey's

No Jihad Today!

The Gunship Commander had a run-in with Tequila and Red Wine last night.
As a result the insurrection will have to wait till tommorrow

Bring on the Assault Wagon!

It is big
It is silver

Its the Cobra Gunship aka Centrum Silver (yes we are old).

2005 Chevy Express fully detailed and no longer reeking of pet hair or whatever aromas caused by previous owner.   If this van's a rockin'.... Just sayin'.
Full on American 8 Cylinders of Power and Fury. Armed to the teeth with a variety of ICBM capability.
Not hardly.
It does have a bitchin' stereo and over 10,000 mp3 files of all the crazy music Captain Bob (aka Gunship Commander) has accumulated over the years.

Our  good pal & musical buddy Mr Green Jeans (Sir Dave of Rockfish Bass) found this beauty and hauled it down from the mountains to Most desirable North Avon.
He built a bed frame, we bought a queen size mattress and a tent, a neighbor kicked in a bottle of Knob Creek and we are ready to commence jihading!

Here is the Gunship in all her glory

and the Cobra Gunship Deputy Commander (aka Miss Science-y)