Last month I wrote about the spouse and his uncanny ability to find items of questionable value along the roadway. We just got home from a 600 mile trip where I got to experience first-hand the excitement and satisfaction of freeway gleaning. Click here to read the earlier post.
The spouse and I drove from Hermiston to Lincoln City. On the trip down to the coast Paul pointed out items of interest that he spotted as we drove down the freeway. He seemed to think that I should be responsible for the right hand side of the roadway. Once you start looking, it is surprising how many cooler lids and hubcaps you can see. I am not, however, a very good spotter. I am easily distracted by more interesting sights...well, actually by almost anything.
On the trip back to Hermiston I mentioned to the spouse that he needed to actually find a hubcap and pick it up so I could get a picture of him for the blog. No sooner were the words out of my mouth, he jammed on the brakes.
"There's one" he shrieked.
He pulled the pickup over to the side of the road and jumped out of the cab.
"Hold it up so I can take a picture" I yelled at him, "...and don't get hit by a car."
The picture at the top of the page is a hubcap in its natural state at the side of the road...and below is the spouse in action.
Several years ago we went to the Crater of Diamonds State Park in Arkansas. The spouse didn't find even one tiny diamond. I guess his powers are strictly limited to highways. Darn!
We had a fun trip and are richer by one hubcap. Life is good.