Yea!!!!, 193,000+ miles on the Blue Ford truck! Today I was changing the oil and noticed that I was able to bounce the front end with little effort, so I needed to do a little inspecting… Come to find out the upper bushings (little hard plastic thingy’s) were totally gone, therefore making it seem like there were not shock absorbers, so I decided to take them off and inspect them, then I found out that maybe I should just buy some new shocks. So not long after I ordered them a new pair of Bilstein’s were packaged and ready to head my way. Folks,,, people, Chevy Boasters,,,That’s about 120,000 hard Baja Miles on that truck, so please no “you should have bought a Chevy”.
My poor Burro often never gets any credit or mention, and not too many people ask about it, but like so many other things we have and use for God’s Glory it has it’s own little story. I originally bought that truck back in 1993 brand new and I ordered a Blue Truck to go with Debbie’s Blue eyes! This truck was a long time dream of mine and I’m talking all the way down to the gray Bucket seats with arm rest. This F-250 dream truck was going to haul my new 24′ Boston Whaler Outrage that was going to have two twin Merc’s . And,,,a 11′ Lance Camper, and I would spend the weekends fishing off of the pacific coast (Life at UPS was good $$,$$$.$$)—so what happened to the boat and camper?
Well, eventually we finally stopped running from the call to Missions and got serious about it, but as we started to raise support and get ready to go we realized that there was no way we were going to be able to afford the payments on the truck. I eventually bought a For Sale sign, called auto trader, and sent out a note to ask everyone to pray that we’d find a buyer to take the truck off of our hands. I received a phone call and the question was asked, “do you think you’ll be able to use this truck in Mexico?” and I said “Yea,,,I think so”. When I answered this question I had no idea that I’d be doing what I am now, and shortly after that question was asked I was told a check for the remaining balance would be on the
way—I was blown away. It’s not that I was going to need the truck, but the Lord was going to need me to drive it! I know laugh and some times and I give a wise-guy response and point in a thumbing direction to the rear of my truck saying something like “yea,,,nice boat aye!” as I pull the concrete mixer.
Do I think about the “what if” in regards to what it would have been like to have that Boston Whaler Outrage and out catching Yellow Tail? To be honest, yea I do, but ya see that goes away when I look back and see a few white vans following me, and then I look at my young team of interns and I’m glad I never wasted my time or money on such a thing. We love our Poor Old Burro!














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