hail and here to stay

The morning after I got back to Timberon, the house batteries read 12.3V. It did not seem right since the day of the drive was sunny so the batteries should have gotten a full charge. I only had two LEDs on in the evening, the batteries should not have dropped so much during the night.
Next day sun, next morning 12.3V. Battery fluid is topped up. Next morning 12.2V, which is minimum. I’m thinking the life of these two 6V batteries are up.

Towed the 5x8’ cargo trailer back onto my acre to seriously weed down my possesions; 200 pounds would be nice

May 5 it hailed. M&M’s ears went up, not liking the loud sound on the roof. All three of us were thinking—busted roof vent. This time it was holes in the floor pan of the window cage and a weather strip on the Ford’s roof and a busted roof edge of a bird feeder that got nailed. Not even going to look at all the new dents in the pickup’s hood and roof.

First came to Timberon in September 2017 and set up on a friend’s lot. Spent some weeks hiking the roads. In October I purchased a somewhat secluded acre.
I purchase the Nash 17K in 2013 and having spent only $16,000 new, I certainly got my money out of it.

When I drive out of Timberon in August, I will be leaving the Nash here. These next two months I’ll work on getting the it ready to sit till next March or April.
Refinish the sidewalls, reseal roof, replace all calking, jack the trailer up a bit to take some weight off the tires, cut new rigid foam panels for the windows, etc.
We’ll see if it had been left alone when I get back.

One other thing that put a damper on the Silver City area for me, is all the open pit copper mines. That cannot be healthy. I learned about the arsinic problem while living in Bisbee, AZ.

Before I went up to Silver City to look for property, I was thinking I might buy a used 29-30’ Class A motorhome, probably $70-80,000, and set it up to use as a home. The extra storage space would probably be enough for me to get rid of the cargo trailer.

I could purchase a used truck camper to travel with. This idea lasted two days. A Class A motorhome? Me driving a Class A motorhome? That’s not me. And with six tires, another engine and transmission to maintain (even though I woud not be driving it)? Nope, Not the first dumbass idea I’ve had.

With the old Boy Scout thing of being prepared, I purchased 40 lb. bags of cracked corn, scratch grain and birdseed, along with a couple bags on senior catfood. Have to find ones they like. Learned my lesson with Purina Cat Chow. And some sugar.

A wild turkey came through three days after we got here. Almost seems the hen recognized the trailer. A hummingbird fluttered past about the same time so the feeder was hung out the next morning. The following week young deer were coming by. Feels like home. I love the life I have here. I just want it to be somewhere else.

The ball is in your court. Pick it up and move with it.

Each morning, we have the rising of the sun once again
and the birds revel in her reappearance
welcoming her with song and dance. Oh yes.

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