Monday, May 1 (continued)
After setting up camp at Young’s RV Park in Caliente, Nevada, and an afternoon of several online and offline tasks, Reggie and I set out after supper in search of a place to have our daily walk.
At the entrance of the RV park, a sidewalk points toward town.
“Gee, we’re pretty far out of town for a sidewalk. C’mon, Reg. Let’s see where this takes us.”
Reggie trots in front of me as we cross the bridge over a narrow stream.
He likes this smooth surface . . . Oh, what is this? A walk along the stream. Well, this is something different for us.
As we walk along I check the stream below for wildlife.
A pair of mallard ducks appears and disappears among the plants before I catch them with my lens.
After strolling for a while, a deer climbs up from the stream and crosses the landscaped area.
Quickly I lift my camera and zoom in . . . .
The deer crosses the sidewalk and leaps over the fence.
A few minutes later we meet a family coming toward us.
A father, mother, little girl on a bike, and a baby in a stroller. We greet each other and I ask, “How far does this walk go?”
The young woman smiles proudly and replies, “It goes all the way to the other end of town and ends at the park.”
Before parting, the young man adds, “It’s 2.3 miles long.”
“Well, it’s very nice. I like your town. A good place to raise a family.”
“Yes, it is! We love it here!”
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“Whatcha’ think, Reg? Wanna’ go over the bridge?”
Several times during our walk I’m struck by the contrast between that which has been created by humans . . .
. . . and that which exists in nature.
The sun will disappear behind the mountains soon.
“We’ve gone far enough, Reg, after this busy day.”
Gosh, this morning we were in Pahranagat.
“Time to turn toward home.”
The Rabbit Hour has begun!
Cottontail rabbits emerge from their hiding places and stare at us as we pass.
On the other side of the fence, beyond a dirt, service road, is a large thicket of rabbit brush. This little rabbit (below) illustrates the name.
Rabbit brush provides excellent cover!
On the stream side of the walkway, a duck takes flight.
I sit on a bench to review the photos I’ve taken so far. Also it’s a good time and place for reflection.
I’m thankful to be in this place. It was a good decision to come here.
Below the walkway, down by the stream, a bullfrog croaks.
Reggie pulls on the tether.
“Okay, Mr. Go-Go-Go . . . ”
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As I type this, Reggie and I are in our third day at the RV park.
The walkway is a pleasant part of every day. The new inverter, plus a spare, should arrive on Friday!
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