back in the woods
They recently released a huge amount of water from the Glen Canyon Dam. This is a shot from standing a few miles downriver of the initial wave.
Oh wait, no, maybe the photo is from Tó Mané Porto, Portugal. The coast is known for its huge waves. Awesome.
This time of year I’m generally north, in a forest, and up around 8-9,000’. Change of plans this year. The medical problems went on for TEN! months. I wasn’t up for much driving. I’m presently up in the Sacramento Mountains in NM and might stay through the summer, focusing on getting back into shape. I am much weaker than when I left Moab.
It’s pretty quiet here but at only 7100’, it’s hot. I leave all the windows and roof vents fully open at night and inside morning temps, during the first week, were 49-51 degrees, but lately, in the lower 60s, not good. By mid-afternoon, the inside temps are in the lower 90s. There is no shade for the Nash and I use as many of the techniques I wrote about on the June 2014 page, ‘stay cool, online drawback, back to the life, and spruce, pine, or fir,’ as I can.
One advantage of not being under trees, is the stellar SiriusXM reception. Been listening to the Coffee House station in the mornings and Classic Radio, when I get the chance. I couldn’t use the Sirius radio in Green Valley with all the interference from local radio stations; so this is a treat.
Town runs take at least an hour and a quarter just to get to town. Oh well, pros and cons.
I never liked the look of A-frame cabins and they seem to have too much wasted space. So I’m surprised that I liked Arched Cabins (archedcabins.com) the first time I saw one. Similar, but more pleasing to my eyes. Cute, colorful, practical, and inexpensive. Maybe I’ll get serious about buying some land.
I stopped in at the county office here to see about land taken back for back taxes. In this county, the land is only sold at a yearly auction. Missed it by two weeks. Guano.
Meadow, Mesa and I love being back to hard-wall camping. It was a long time coming this year. The first evening, I called out, ‘Wanna go for a walk?’ Both came in from wherever they were and started following me. It’s as if we have been taking walks all along, and not since last July.
This is the view out the back window (west-south-west).
One morning I heard another animal sound I was not familiar with. I looked out the window, and after a while, I saw Mesa come into view, followed by a wild turkey. Mesa was not quite slinking, but he was not walking as tall as he usually does, and occasionally looked back. I’ve heard and seen plenty of wild turkeys while hard-wall camping, but this was a new sound to me. I figured there were little ones around and sure enough, a couple days later, the whole family came walking by. Wild turkeys are extremely hard to get close to, even hindered by their little ones. By the time I grabbed my camera and got outside, they were nowhere to be seen. I don’t always manage to get photos of the wildlife I see, but just seeing, gives me a smile and a memory.
Back in the state of New Mexico, where idiots are not allowed to vote.
According to the Constitution of the state of New Mexico, adopted January 21, 1911, Article VII. Elective Franchise. Section 1, reads: “[Qualifications of voters; absentee voting; school elections; registration.] Every citizen of the United States, who is over the age of twenty-one years, and has resided in New Mexico twelve months, in the county ninety days, and in the precinct in which he offers to vote thirty days, next preceding the election, except idiots, insane persons and persons convicted of a felonious or infamous crime unless restored to political rights, shall be qualified to vote at all elections for public officers. The legislature may enact laws providing for absentee voting by qualified electors. All school elections shall be held at different times from other elections.”
I wonder how many votes Trump got from NM?
The word, ‘twain’ means two. Where the Mississippi River measured two fathoms (12’) in depth, steamship workers, using a lead-line, would call out, ‘Mark twain.’ You get this? Hence the pen name for Samuel Clemens, who, for a time, worked on riverboats.
I was so tired, the week after my colon surgery. Lynn took this photo of me napping in her Arizona room with Meadow keeping watch over me. As you can see, I’m way down in weight.
you’ll find a way.
If you don’t, you’ll find an excuse.
RVwest article ‘Following a Free Spirit’
RVwest article ‘The Spaces Between the Places’