LAZY BONES.
Day 142 – 32 degrees this morning, a few clouds, mostly sunny. Rob was up at sunrise, took a walk down into the canyon to the creek, and took some pictures. The girls do like it here now and have settled in. We sat outside in the morning sun as it warmed up. Most of the campers were leaving today.
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We have absolutely no cell phone connection and no internet here. Looks like the blog won’t get posted for a few days. Oh no, whatever will we do? NOTHING!
Oops, we take that back. We realized at lunch time that tomorrow is the day when the energy company will be replacing our old furnace at home with a new one & switching us from oil to propane. Rob needed to speak with the company to leave instructions for the people doing the work. With no signal, we needed to drive somewhere until we could make a call. We drove south on I-93 for about 15 minutes until we could get a cell signal. In just that small amount of time, the scenery changed drastically to great piles of different rock formations & large cactus on both sides of the highway. We didn’t have the camera with us. Tomorrow we’ll be driving this way again and will get pictures then.
We reached the energy company, and then we drove back to the campground. We also drove beyond the campsites on two dirt roads. One turned out to be private property, so we turned around and went back. The other went a little ways into the hills but was really too rough to continue driving on. And no way with the RV! (What prompted this little trek was that when we were taking a walk yesterday afternoon, we met a lady who was boondocking [free camping] in her Suburu on one of the roads. We wanted to see if this was something we’d do.) Too rough for us! At least here, anyway. We would like to try boondocking sometime, though.
Back at the RV, there were only six campers left at the Park. We sat outside in the shade by the RV – it had gone from wonderfully warm in the sun this morning to too hot in the sun this afternoon. We napped & read our books & did absolutely nothing. So quiet here & feeling very lazy. We saw a bald eagle soar by through the canyon & had a visit from a cute little chipmunk, much smaller than NY chipmunks, but adorable. Some bird activity, lovely scenery. There is a lovely & very different tree here – the Foothill Palo Verde Tree – it is the Arizona State Tree & in addition to having green leaves, the whole trunk and the branches are the same color of green, kind of an olive green with some yellow mixed in. Literature tells us that during the Arizona wildflower season (March/April) it blooms with magnificent bright yellow flowers. Anyway, more pictures were taken. We had a really nice day.
An amusing story: In the afternoon when we were sitting outside, we heard a golf cart go by (the way we were parked, we couldn’t see the road thru the campground nor any people from our chairs). Soon we heard a loud voice bellowing, “W A L T E R”, a couple of times, then “WALTER, I HAVE SOMETHING THAT BELONGS TO YOU!” We’re going, huh? What is this? Turns out a man & woman from Germany were staying in a motel. The man wanted to collect some rocks from the canyon. When he didn’t get back at the right time, the woman came to the campground & asked the campground host for help finding Walter. (The host is a retired gentleman from Virginia with a long southern drawl and a great sense of humor; he is a real character.) The host takes the woman with him on the golf cart & they go looking for Walter. (The “something-he-had-that-belonged-to-Walter” was his wife. LOL.) Walter hurriedly comes stumbling from the bushes carrying a bag of rocks, excitedly talking about the whole area. His wife said, “You’re late. Let’s go.” He said, “Can’t I just stay for another half hour?” She snarls, “NO!” Walter said to the campground host, “Next time we come here, I will stay in a tent and she can stay by herself in a hotel.” And off they go.