RAINED OUT: You don't always get to pick your moving date.
Sometimes it rains. Sometimes it floods..
There are some things you can't negotiate.
So when our landlord sold the house to perfect strangers
we stood a good chance of joining the homeless of the world.
Story & Photos by IRA KENNEDY
The prospect of moving at the end June, what with a drought
and all, and the probability that the temperature would be lurking around 100 degrees is
enough to make some fellers prepare for a stand off with the law. Being of a more
temperate mood and ill-equipped for such behavior I started gathering beer boxes.
where do you find beer boxes? You guessed it. Beer joints. And my favorite in
these parts just happens to be the Cheatham Street Warehouse in San Marcos. I
grabbed the whoa reins before complaining to Ms. Intrepid about the inconvenience and
sacrifice I'd have to make gathering up all them boxes. No. I'd just go to the
bar every day or so begging for boxes -- well actually I didn't have to beg cause the
bartenders were setting them aside for me. And just to show how appreciative I was,
I'd have a beer or two. Hey, I ain't nothing if I ain't polite -- 'specially in a bar.
Moving day arrived before we were ready to move into
our new home (above), but with a few friends showing up to help and three days before the
1st of the month you don't reschedule. We moved all of the big, heavy stuff first
leaving plenty of boxes behind for Kevin, my fifteen-year-old, 6'2" son and me, older
than dirt and 5'6", to haul in Nigel the Land Rover. The next day it rained.
Then the next. And the next. And it ain't quit yet [Monday]. Despite the downpour,
flood alerts and an impassable low water crossing I finally reached the bottom of the
pile. Great. Now all I have to deal with is damp or rain-soaked boxes.
[ Tuesday. I keep trying to get going on this
article but the rains have been so severe with thunder and lightening we have had to shut
down the computers, get back on-line for a few minutes, then shut down again. And
let's not forget the power failures which erase every word of precious prose since the
last save. ]
Needless to say, Ms. Intrepid and I didn't have time for a road
trip this month. But not to worry. We are reprinting an out-of-print article on our
excursion we took back in September 1996 for Enchanted Rock Magazine. On
such occasions I like to quote President Harry Truman, "History is news you haven't
read yet." So, let's go "Looking for Lemon Squeezer".
PAGE 1: MOVIN' ON /
PAGE 2: CHEROKEE
PAGE 3: SAN SABA & CHINA /
PAGE 4: RICHLAND SPRINGS
PAGE 5: SLOAN / THE MAP
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