Tex Mex 2009 - Custom Truck Show
Let’s Just Start By Saying This Show Will Definitely Go Down In History!
We put together a likely group of West Coast misfits including myself, Makoto from Japan, Max Fish, Johnny O, Ernie Macias, and others and jumped in a few trucks to make the trip to Texas for this can’t-miss show. And in the words of Max, “I’ve never driven so far for such a short amount of fun, but let me tell you, it was worth it!” When we got there, the No Regrets Texas chapter had taken care of the sleeping arrangements, so all we had to do was unload our luggage and get to relaxing.
Now I’ll tell you what, this show was absolutely the closest thing to the river runs of yester-year, of which we had previously thought to be extinct. The only real difference was that the show part of the show was not very show-like. There was no area where the vehicles that were competing would congregate, so in order to see what neat-o stuff was out there you had to cruise around and look for it. We wandered for hours and thought we saw pretty much everything only to find the next day that we had missed something tucked away at a far-off camp site.
With such an amazing turnout, the show numbers rivaled the Texas giant and left no stone unturned with the most extensive club games around. Also known as the Mini Trucker Olympics, each five-person team gets to battle it out in all sorts of games, including beer chugs, and many beer-related activites to see who takes home the crown. This year our Japanese buddy Makoto even took part in the fun. All in all it was one of the best shows we have ever attended and we sure hope that the Texas Severed Ties crew decides to put it on for years to come! For more information, be sure to check out Texmexshow.com.
The Show Lowdown Name: Tex Mex 2009 4th Annual Show Location: Somerville, Texas Dates: March 19-22 Total Vehicles in Attendance: 2,300 Spectator Attendance: 7,250
Fast 411 -Four day river run Texas style on Lake Somerville hosted by Severed Ties
Events • The famous Mini Trucker Olympics • BBQ cook off • All weekend crusin’
Sponsors DK Hypertech, Ekstensive Metalworks, Advanced Auto Parts, Texas Kaos, Grant Kustoms, Kustom Werx, Drop ’Em Wear?, Kill Switch Show, CJ Sounds, Viair, South Coast, West Texas Shakedown, Margaritaville, Suicidedoors.com, Kustom Ink Klothing, Inked Baby, Auto Gear, 522 customs, Unique Kustoms, Custom Wheels by Dima, Hypnotik Customs, Twisted Creations, Custom Car Audio. B&C Off Road, Marc Customs, Autocore Kustoms, Big Time Threads, Artwork by Crash, Skull Shell, and Borderbash 2009.
Contact For Future Events Check out Texmexshow.com for next year’s updates or email firstname.lastname@example.org.
California to Texas Cruise It was sort of like winning a sweepstakes. Out of millions of entries my name was drawn to accompany the biggest names in minitruckin’ to a car show. Just in our truck alone sat Mike Alexander, Ernie Macias, Makoto from Truck Trends, and in one of the other trucks was Johnny O. Now being that they are my good friends, it’s not like I see these guys as celebrities or anything, but how could you pick a better group of people to go to a show with?
I’m not at all the showgoer, but my New Year’s resolution was to go to more shows this year; so far this trip makes two. The instructions were to be at Ernie’s house by 3 a.m. Thursday morning. I’m horrible at being late so I decided that it was best to not go to sleep until we hit the road. I got to Ernie’s house on time only to find that everyone else was still sleeping. Our plans were to meet the guys from Forbidden at 3:30 in town so that didn’t quite happen but everyone was quick to get their things loaded and we were on the road with little time lost.
I’ve never really been on a road trip before, in fact the longest drive I can ever remember being on was 7 hours and looking back that was weak in comparison. Considering this trip was about 24 hours each way, I’m not going to whine next time we head up to Mammoth. After an hour into the trip the excitement of being on the road wore off and it left us all looking for some sort of entertainment and singing 999,999 bottles of beer on the wall was definitely out of the question. Of course we all joked about stopping and checking out “The Thing,” but generally our choices were to fall asleep again for another ten minutes, read one of the many magazines that Mike brought along or try and talk to Makoto about something in broken English.
After having read last month’s issue of Home and Gardens for the third time through (Mike was really concerned about us wrinkling the cover, it was his favorite mag), I couldn’t help but notice the number of Toyota trucks that were towing other Toyota trucks, and not on trailers, but with tow bars. One or two is dismissible, but ten is just plain weird.
Our goal for the first day was to reach Fort Stockton and get a room there for the night. That’s easy to talk about, but keeping a group of antsy people from getting too comfortable at one of the 85 truck stops we found ourselves at was a tough task. Actually, considering the size of our convoy, we had few issues to speak of, except for a fallen soldier at the check point. They were held up because of a questionable substance that belonged to someone else, but no one knew what happened to them until they made it back the next morning. We made our goal of Fort Stockton around 11 p.m. local time. We all decided to sit down at the IHOP and actually have some non-truckstop food for dinner.
They were surprisingly receptive when we rolled in with 30 people at 11:30 at night for dinner, all wanting separate checks of course. Rested and back on the road by 8:30 the next morning, our trip continued. With Lake Somerville being only eight hours away, we could almost smell what we were missing. What felt like 45 more truck stops and some interesting detours courtesy of TomTom, we found ourselves pulling up to the market at the entrance to the campground. Miraculously, the issues were still too few to speak of and we made it to the park with daylight to spare. We were all more than excited to leave our mobile prisons behind for a day and begin indulging in the madness that was Tex Mex.