Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Of hot dogs & rocks...

This trip it's Rambo's turn for a little outing. We're off to points south for a little wood cutting and John's family reunion. Multiple choice... Is Rambo along for the ride because - a) he has air conditioning as opposed to Tillie; b) we're planning to camp on the shores of Maryland; c) he's the most fuel efficient vehicle we own; or d) he's the only vehicle we own that could possibly cart 12 foot lengths of wood. The answer is d. (Oh, how I wish a. was also correct! As for b? - you'd have to be INSANE! as in HOT, SANDY, CROWDED! And one doesn't even want to think about c - heart be still as John fills the gas tank...).

On hot and humid days no trip through the Delaware Water Gap would be the same without a pit stop at Hot Dog Johnny's (born the same year John was which makes it old?...) Where else can you still buy a mug of buttermilk (I knew you wouldn't believe me so just look at the photo) or, in our case, a birch beer (they will also add ice cream to the birch beer if you want - we wanted). If you look on the far left of the second photo you'll see John behind Rambo with a giant hot dog on top. (That shot was purely unintentional - will have to work on it for next time.)
ONE of Cousin John's projects this summer (he can never have just one) was to remove the concrete retaining wall next to their basement door (some folks work out frustrations by pulling weeds, others use jackhammers - think I'll stick with weeds...). At any rate, in its place he built this absolutely beautiful retaining wall with rock from their property. I am sooooooo envious of that beautiful rock! Wonder how Rambo would do as a rock hauler?