|Scene at the El Deora II
It's lonely out here in the middle of nowhere in the dead of night -but that's the idea. Just the unmuffled drone of the big V8 and the eerie glow of the dashboard radio pulling in the only station for hundreds of miles. 50,000 watts of AM power blasting a steady stream of hard-boiled honky tonk and truck drivin' songs across the vast, empty, western plain.
She's keeping a low profile. Traveling at night. Stopping only for gas, eating behind the wheel and taking the long way around populated areas. Can't be too careful. One mistake and as the old Red Simpson song goes, "There'd be a big hole where that little town used to be"
77 El Deora