A very sad day, y’all please read.

Nobody Dune Like Slappy Dune. Pastor knew that. He was always there at every stop. Never the reason for the stop. Solid man he was. Missing him tonight! Peace

 
This is a tough one...

When Wes called the other day and told me the news, I felt the same way. No words. 

I remember so many nights at wash 22.  The day he put Baja to rest. Arguing about stupid chit around the campfire and one thing I'll never forget was one particular conversation about Glamis...

Turned out we both had the same thing that brought us back over, and over again...

Was it Wash 22? The EPO's? The sunsets? The campfires? The night rides? The night trains??? 😱 Hanging out with the @ChEFF of the world? (Truthfully, that Was pretty bad azz). 😎

But, there was ONE thing we both felt exactly the same about. It hit me like a ton of bricks when he said it, cause it was the absolute truth for the both of us... 

None of it compared to the feeling we got following @Slappy on our quads through the dunes. 

It was as close to heaven, as one could ever get, here on earth.

Love you Brian. Ride on. 

😭💕😎

 
I think the next time I am in the dunes I will swing by Baja Buggy Hill, I am sure there are a ton of other names for that wall right. Anyway I think I will stop by there and say goodbye to an old friend.  If you know where it is and why it was special to Brian, I suggest you do the same.

RIP friend 

 
MWB said:
I think the next time I am in the dunes I will swing by Baja Buggy Hill, I am sure there are a ton of other names for that wall right. Anyway I think I will stop by there and say goodbye to an old friend.  If you know where it is and why it was special to Brian, I suggest you do the same.

RIP friend 
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I remember that trip like it was yesterday. Was definitely a memory that will never be forgotten 

 
I heard this devastating news and signed back up to share my condolences on the passing of Brian. He was one of my first friends on here. I met Brian at a gathering titled Salsa Saturday hosted by Wayne and Kerin and we all became good friends that day and night.

Brian was a great man of wisdom and earned several noteworthy nicknames. We camped and visited many times over the years.

I will forever remember him. 

 
I got the call from Sha on Tuesday, and when i heard her voice, i knew something bad had happened to my friend.  And when she said he died in his sleep, it hit Jen and I so very hard.  It's been a tough go for us this past week, and it seems that heartbreak hasn't subsided.  Brian and I shared our lives together for so long, and never did I think that I would get a call saying he passed.  Memories have come flooding back; almost overwhelming.  We met over 20 years ago, with the same mindset about our dunes, and we immediately became incredible friends.  We soon began sharing our Friday nights together, we called it "Scary Movie Night", and it began back around 2000 or so.  Every Friday Pastor would bring something over for us to watch (and most times not attained legally), and we began a Friday tradition that lasted for a couple decades, briefly missing due to Glamis trips or family, but we looked forward to our Fridays, it was the best day of the week.  Pastor would bring the wine and dessert, and I would cook the food.  Jen and Brian became very close, constantly talking about history, politics, astronomy, and their favorite, mythology.  I think we solved the worlds problems over 100 times during those Friday nights, and many times I couldn't get a word in edge wise when those two were in discussion.     Jen, me, Deb, Zoo, Pastor.  We were together; Halloweens, birthdays, Christmas, gigs, SSSS, EPO's, Vets, Sandy Golf, my friend was there. It was fantastic.  Anytime we had computer issues, Pastor was a phone call away.   He was my brother, and he always told it to me straight, and had a knack for making things better.  We argued many times about different theories on life, from a simple local law, or how the universe was created.   And I will tell you one thing, he sure was stubborn, and I had nothing but respect for that.  It took quite a lot to make him see the other side on things, and times I would do it just so I could hear his wisdom, logic, or just listen to him speak.  Boy did we go at it at times, but we sure did enjoy every minute of it, and couldn't wait to see each other again.  

I could write a book about life with my friend Pastor, maybe someday I will.  Too much to tell here in one post.  There are so many good things I encountered during those 20+ years i got to spend with him, and he seemed to be there when they did, and he was there when things went bad; I'm forever thankful.  This post is quite tough for me right now; so much to tell and share, but my brain is quite scrambled, and a few tears.  I know the sleepless nights will subside, and sorrow will turn to joy, for I had the honor and privilege to know Brian, and call him my friend, my family, my brother.  

I so badly miss you right now Pastor!!  always remember that you are The Pastor to me.  I love you.  

Pastor, Rest In Peace.  

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MWB said:
Don't forget about What Hurts or as I call him #5
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I'll never forget the night I had to take him to the ER and sit waiting for him for HOURS!

Big hill jump gone bad. Doh!!! 

 
sndsamplr said:
I got the call from Sha on Tuesday, and when i heard her voice, i knew something bad had happened to my friend.  And when she said he died in his sleep, it hit Jen and I so very hard.  It's been a tough go for us this past week, and it seems that heartbreak hasn't subsided.  Brian and I shared our lives together for so long, and never did I think that I would get a call saying he passed.  Memories have come flooding back; almost overwhelming.  We met over 20 years ago, with the same mindset about our dunes, and we immediately became incredible friends.  We soon began sharing our Friday nights together, we called it "Scary Movie Night", and it began back around 2000 or so.  Every Friday Pastor would bring something over for us to watch (and most times not attained legally), and we began a Friday tradition that lasted for a couple decades, briefly missing due to Glamis trips or family, but we looked forward to our Fridays, it was the best day of the week.  Pastor would bring the wine and dessert, and I would cook the food.  Jen and Brian became very close, constantly talking about history, politics, astronomy, and their favorite, mythology.  I think we solved the worlds problems over 100 times during those Friday nights, and many times I couldn't get a word in edge wise when those two were in discussion.     Jen, me, Deb, Zoo, Pastor.  We were together; Halloweens, birthdays, Christmas, gigs, SSSS, EPO's, Vets, Sandy Golf, my friend was there. It was fantastic.  Anytime we had computer issues, Pastor was a phone call away.   He was my brother, and he always told it to me straight, and had a knack for making things better.  We argued many times about different theories on life, from a simple local law, or how the universe was created.   And I will tell you one thing, he sure was stubborn, and I had nothing but respect for that.  It took quite a lot to make him see the other side on things, and times I would do it just so I could hear his wisdom, logic, or just listen to him speak.  Boy did we go at it at times, but we sure did enjoy every minute of it, and couldn't wait to see each other again.  

I could write a book about life with my friend Pastor, maybe someday I will.  Too much to tell here in one post.  There are so many good things I encountered during those 20+ years i got to spend with him, and he seemed to be there when they did, and he was there when things went bad; I'm forever thankful.  This post is quite tough for me right now; so much to tell and share, but my brain is quite scrambled, and a few tears.  I know the sleepless nights will subside, and sorrow will turn to joy, for I had the honor and privilege to know Brian, and call him my friend, my family, my brother.  

I so badly miss you right now Pastor!!  always remember that you are The Pastor to me.  I love you.  

Pastor, Rest In Peace.  

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Well Said Sndsmplr! Peace

 
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