Here is a poem I wrote last year, Christmas 2011, and continued this year with a Christmas 2012 "sequel" Christmas 2011 ‘Twas the week before Christmas, and Santa this year Was excited to start on his holiday cheer. He was older and slower and ready to try An easier ride for his fly through the sky. Something cushy and comfy and easy to tow Taking advantage of aerodynamic airflow. Oh, to stop for a rest and to warm his old bones A break between housetops, and chimney and homes! One thing he had always wanted to do, Was include Mrs. Clause, as a passenger, too! But she wouldn’t ride in his sleigh in the sky, So he wanted a craft she was willing to try. He spent all year looking and then found an icon A trailer -- an Aristream -- a classic – a fawn! Or was it a Bambi? Who cares what it’s called! It was perfect for Santa, he was completely enthralled. And the more that he learned about his new silver camper The more he was sure he had found the right answer. The silver, the shape, and the outstanding design was perfect, not to mention the inside was divine. Santa’s next worry was about his reindeer, What would they say ‘bout an Airstream to steer? They all took one look, and decided to strike! An Airstream to pull just didn’t seem right. So Santa invited an Airstream expert To explain to the reindeer, and to assert That the Airstream was wondrously simple to tow Wherever they flew it would easily go. But the Reindeer stood fast and refused to consider Such a change from the sleigh, it was oh so much bigger. Leaving Santa without a team for his flight! What was the answer? What could make it right? Then he had an idea that seemed at first glance Would work for the Airstream, and even enhance The vision it made as it flew through the night Drawn by flamingos, it just seemed so right! And one by one Santa searched till he found A team of Flamingos with flying profound He knew they could make the trip Christmas Eve In this new flying team Santa did truly believe. So look up in the sky this Christmas Eve night And hope that you view a remarkable sight. A Santa-sleigh-Airstream on a round-the-world flight Visiting every man, woman, child all through the night Christm
Last year you followed as Santa obtained Sleigh-pulling flamingos, which he had trained To pull his sled filled with joy and with cheer ‘Round the world to all places far and near. That worked out just great for Santa’s night trip Tho’ the birds were worn out by the overnight clip. But they’d done so well flying all through the night Santa vowed them a trip to mark the great flight. Pinkie wanted to go to Hawaii to see Volcanoes and beaches and a palm tree But Leggy wanted a Las Vegas casino And lacking for that, she’d settle for Reno. Stilt and Twig had another bright notion A mountain retreat far from the ocean! With skiing and sledding and fireside bars As far from the ocean as the moon was from Mars. Priscilla was a much younger flamingo Wanting excitement to make herself tingle Something with action just this side of sin Preferably with a ton of bird men. Longneck thought a loud bar would be nifty, Something risqué and just a bit risky, Give him a jukebox and country ditty And to top it off, a pole-dancing kitty! Then there was Rosy who couldn’t decide Who thought more travel she could not abide. Just go home to family, her sweet little nest To relax for a perfect three-month-long rest. Cherry thought that New York would be a great fling To get over the strain and heal her sore wings Broadway and Macy’s and dinner at the Ritz And wind it all up at with a seat at the Metz. They left it up to Santa to elect Knowing he would select just the best destination to relax and restock And rejuvenate the pink, weary, flock. And rested and ready for Christmas day Again they were ready to fly into the fray And when Christmas Eve this year comes neigh Look to the heavens and here this brave cry: On Pinky, on Leggy, on Stilt and Longneck Fly Twig and Pricilla, fly high -- stretch your neck! On Rosy, on Cherry, follow the flock Those pink tail-feathers will lead to the spot. And if they are rested enough, this great team You’ll see them at the front of the Airstream, Traveling the world with Santa in tow Spreading Christmas wishes, to all below.
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October 2021
We don’t go camping any more . . . we go ‘streamin’ ! The “SIlvermine and His” is our 2018 25' Airstream Serenity with Salsa interior and front twin beds., and ‘streamin’ is the name we use to describe our adventures. Stream along as we document everything from weekend trips to longer summer excursions and full-blown vacations. You know what they say: if you’re not in an Airstream – you’re just camping!
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