THE CAVENDER DIARY

It’s a sad thing when a relationship is over.

We had some Great times together.  He was right next to me almost every day of my life for the past 5 years. He worked next to me every work-day. Every flight I took, he was right there. Every mountain I climbed, he climbed it with me.

After 5 years together, we I have decided that he won’t be joining me on my next trip ( a Caribbean cruise tomorrow ).

Of course, I’m talking about my canvas “Man-bag” with the Indian patch. Who did you think I was talking about?

I found him at Rugby, on the sale rack no less. Heavy canvas/ recycled sail cloth, leather strap and buckles. And the price? 22 BONES. Un-freaking-believable!..How could I pass that up? That patch, I sewed that on myself a few weeks later. It’s my very favorite part.

Here are just a smattering of the numerous travels we shared……Jamie was behind the camera in all these pics

It’s time to part ways. I just don’t think he is in shape enough to travel anymore. In actuality, he’s kinda gross, just down-right grungy dirty,( dirt, chocolate, blood?, red wine?, grass, indigo, possible elephant dung  – just don’t ask – ….) He’s supposed to be a little weathered……but not “sticky”.  

No worries though, I have an absolutely unused exact “Back-Up” ready to go. Remember that they were only 22 bucks? and the patch 10.

I have duplicates of several of my favorite things.

Not…Weird…At…All.

The Cavender Diary will take a brief hiatus, while Jamie and I take a well-deserved vacation…….Unless I can find enough bandwidth to drop a new post.