The VooDoo Gypsy Tour is what I affectionately called the trip that myself and three other wayfaring brothers excursed. I have shared a few details of prepping for this journey here on this blog. (Just scroll the main page to find elements of what I packed as far as requisite tools to bring and items for a tolerable stay while on the road.)
This post is just to show off the great time we had! We were on the road for 4 and a half days and ate up over 1,200 miles. Altogether we spent two nights in a small RV park on an island just off the coast of Pensacola beach Florida near Fort Pickens. It was beautiful there, too bad it rained the entire time! It didn’t matter, we were not at work and hanging with brothers. From the island, we headed off to New Orleans (more on ol’ NOLA in the next post). After two days in LA, we returned to the campground for a night of R&R before returning home.
For the trek into Pensacola there were really no major issues. I was chastised by the mean ass subway lady for not wanting my roast beef sub toasted. She asked me three times and then when I said “no, I just want a regular damn roast beef sub”, she shot me a look as if she was about to pull the roast beef for my sub out of her pants… Once seated, the old grungy dude in the overalls came over and announced we were dirty bikers. Twice… Screw your po-dunk subway!
I’m sure you noticed the yellow shoes. We only allow David to wear the affectionately coined “Moo Shu Shoes” because he’s Asian and, quite frankly they are into weird things.
Upon arrival at camp, we claimed our spots and hauled ass to get set up so we could eat. It started to rain almost immediately! Mother Nature didn’t stop crying until we were about to pack up to leave for New Orleans. Then, as soon as we packed up, it started raining. Oh well, we were heading for Bourbon Street!