WHEN WATER FROM THE ANDES TOUCHED THE DRIEST PLACE ON EARTH – PERU 2007 PART THREE
Fresh from our trip to Tacna and side trip to Chile, we were once again back in Arequipa. Like every trip we ever made back to Deysi’s homeland, we packed as much activity into it as possible. We had returned…
WATCH OUT CHILE, HERE COMES BUBBALOO AND IS SHE PISSED – 2007 – PART TWO
This next piece is difficult to write. Mostly because it is difficult for me to describe exactly, the feelings and emotions that went into making this excursion. Bubbaloo, the invariable leader of our touring team, was not jumping up and…
JIMBORED AND POSSE PRACTISE FOR THE INVASION OF CHILE – 2007 PART ONE
The year 2007 saw us comfortably living out life in retirement. My vague memories of work seemed far in the distant past. One longing memory, that remained, was of our times in Peru. Often, we reminisced about returning and seeking…
JIMBORED, DINOSAUR HUNTER – 2006/7
One thing you find out quickly, shortly after retirement, is that you need some form of activity to fill in the long periods of free time, suddenly, at your disposal. For me, I already had a few. But even those…
I GOT MY KICKS ON ROUTE 66 – TUCUMCARI NEW MEXICO – 2008
This next trip through my fleeting and fading memory, takes place about 18 months after moving to Vancouver Island. Ange was living with us and attending University, or about to. Ron was now living in Newport Beach, California, a little…
THE FINAL RESTING PLACE OF TWO BONE WEARY TRAVELLERS – 2005
I sit here in front of my typewriter at 6:00AM, staring in and looking for inspiration. None jumps out at me. I am coming to the realization, that as we aged, our life became far less exciting than it once…
PELE’ THE MEXICAN SOCCER PHENOM 2005
In the summer of 2005, shortly after our retirement in Calgary, I receive a call from my friend/associate in Mexico. It had been a while since we had been together, however, we were often in touch. Sale (pronounced Sal e’…
THE WANDERING GYPSIES BREAK FOR FREEDOM 2005
After a long hiatus, a devastating period of writer’s block and a dose of literary constipation, it is now fall of 2023 and I feel a loosening of my (bowels), read “mind”. My shaking old fingers, feel ready to attack…
JIMBORED KICKS SOME ASS IN THE MMA – HOUSTON 2002
Before I leave Texas, on my way into the lands of the forgotten. By that I mean retirement. I want to relate an opinion of something that changed many of my preconceived ideas of sports. Especially, the manly art of…
JIMBORED STORMS THE ALAMO -2002
Before I leave Texas, I must write my memories of the Alamo. For those who follow my feeble recounts, it will come as no surprise that I managed to find a history lesson there. It is hardly a secret, that,…
