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OK, let's get to know each other a bit . . . there are many unique handles we use as our "stage names" on the forum and lots of new people on board. It might to be fun to know how we selected our handles. I'll start:


BUGEYEDRIVER - I own a 1959 Austin Healy BUGEYE Sprite roadster (known as a FROGEYE in England) and enjoy wandering around the Texas Hill Country, with the top down and a smile on my face.


Your turn . . .

Pete & "Bosker".    TV -  '18 F150 Super-cab Fx4; RV  - "The Wonder Egg";   '08 Elite, Hull Number 014.


Travel blog of 1st 10 years' wanderings - http://www.peteandthewonderegg.blogspot.com


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Commanche....Was a horse we bought for our youngest son, when he was a teen, over 30 years ago. He rode him till he turned 16, and decided cars were more his speed. I rode him for a few years till my colt was ready to ride, then my wife Carol rode him till he passed on about 5 years ago. He was a fine horse and fun to ride.


The horse chapter in our life is closing, still have one old retired boy, and opening a new chapter of hitting the road with the new Ellite II.



Stan and Carol

Blacksburg, VA

2014 Dodge Durango 5.7 Hemi

2014 Legacy Elite II Standard  Hull 63

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We're sailors. And Paul worked at sea for a long time. It's a family nickname.


2008 Ram 1500 4 × 4

2008 Oliver Elite, Hull #12

Florida and Western North Carolina, or wherever the truck goes....

400 watts solar. DC compressor fridge. No inverter. 2 x 105 ah agm batteries .  Life is good.




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While deployed in the South China Sea Naval operating area, I stopped writing and my Grandmother was getting worried. She wrote the following poem that was published in a hard bound book of America's Poets and Song writer's. Yep, Gran'Ma' named me !



( To my naval grandson, Larry )

Child of the mountains, how do you fare

In the flat-lands down by the sea. . . .

You who stood on high mountain peaks

And gazed at far horizons. . . . and took delight

In ever-changing shadows on the desert, or sight

Of stooped prospector far below,

Trudging with burro, and pack on his back,

Always searching for the yellow ore. . . .

Smiled at the chuckawalla’s antics. . . .

Learned to respect the rattler’s whirr. . . .

Watched the cactus wren. . . .

Found the coyote’s den. . . .

Tell me, how do you fare?


Do you dream of canyons you have known,

And a tamarack tree that sings. . . .

Of turquoise skies.

And laughing eyes. . . .

Tell me, how do you fare?


THE PRARIE POET Clara Gandy Anderson

I would rather wake up in the middle of nowhere than in any city on earth 08' Oliver Legacy Elite HULL NUMBER 0003(sold)

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