Erictheviking, those are not hills, they are rooftops. Your right, there are no hills in George's part of Texas. I can see his house from mine and it takes me an hour to get there.
Sweet ride George. That Jeep had transplant written all over it. Now you can say you are a Texan. Next time I come over I'll help you split some logs. Remind me. I hope all is well on the wood gathering. Wish I was there.