So, got a call from an old, dear friend, long timer in my life, the kind you have deep respect for, he got cancer, went for surgery, was told he was in the clear, came home with a big hole in him. Ten or so days later, after some more examination, he was told to finalize his affairs, it didn't look good. He's got a rare, aggressive killer to deal with, they'll schedule some chemo, so....thats where he's at. What to do? Pile into my twenty year old tired hot rod, and head out three hours to see him while he's still here, and I'll share the trip. So....nine o clock thursday morning, I get into old mary, light her up here in Princeton, and head for the first gas stop, Keremeos, about 45 minutes, through some desert country, temp around -2 celcius, (28 or so for you furriners), no heater in the old girl. Push her harder to get some heat in the cab, no traffic due to the bug, everybody staying home, sun is out, it'll warm up, only the toes are cold.Make my gas stop, clean the windshield, chat with the curious, explain why I'm stupid enough to drive a hot rod in freezing weather without a heater, and then pile into mary for the rest of the trip, 19 gallons of gas on board. Some roadside stuff around Keremeos, cool little fruit town, any kind you like, a little early yet, around may you can get some cherries, then peaches, make sure to walk into one of the many fruit stands there. Back up to speed, going toward Grand Forks, next past Cawston, more fruit, more old trucks, Then, some warmth, my toes aren't suffering any more. Booking it hard to the Richter Pass, over the hill, on to BCT's neck of the woods, Osoyoos. Also the home of JF customs, More to come peeps, stay tuned. Gotta take the garbage to the dump, hang on, as Arnold said....I'll be back.