Hi Blue eyes, You look nice with the little humming bird perched trustingly on your hand, lovely picture.

With jim's permission. Frankly I don't really remember just how we first made contact, I believe that it was through a vague reference to a mining project. We made several dates to meet and just 'talk', but each itme something came up on either side and it was put off.

Finally we both decided that enough, was enough, and so made the concrete date to meet at the hotel in Hermosillo. Hoov and Suds were there also, among other nice gentlemen. I enjoyed meeting them all. Hoov and Suds also have a date with me to just talk.

For Canadians it was hot weather and they were in shorts scarfing cold beer, while we natives were shivering with jackets. I tried desperately to send a psychic signal to Jim for a hot cup of coffee, but he pointedly ignored me, sigh.

I was / am too much of a gentleman to bypass him on protocol and just ordering my own cup of coffee, so I just shivered in silence.

I noticed that Hoov was the only one to use suspenders - goloshes?- , the only way to go in hot weather, course he wasn't in shorts either.

In any event it was a thoroughly enjoyable junta, however, since I still had a few hundred miles to go, and it was getting late, I had to reluctantly leave.

We have been trying for a couple of years for the next 'long' one, but the share holders just keep him too busy making a Yankee dollar. err, ah, sorry 'Loony' for them, while mine are after Pesos.

Sorry to say, we did not meet while holding off bandits, a tribe of wild, romantic Amazons, or other fascinating thingies, but that may soon come.

Curioiusly enough, for Jim and I, it was 100% trust with the first hand shake, sealed with the good bye one.

I hope that this tends to answer your question, Blue Eyes.

Don Jose de La Mancha