Friday, June 26
Bridget, Reggie, and I sleep well all night after a day with a high of 104 degrees.
We wake up this morning refreshed. Per usual I head straight for the coffee pot and give it a lift to see how much is left. Hmm . . . . feels like a cup in there. I strike a match, turn on the burner, and light it. Pffftt!
A tiny ring of flame appears and disappears.
Oh, dangit! We’re outta’ propane. I turn to watch the lights on the refrigerator panel. Wait for it, wait for it… And there they go! The fridge is on vacay, too!
Fortunately, the crew has a batch of beef liver, cooked yesterday. Bridge and Reg love liver for breakfast! I cut it up in tiny chunks for them, put it on their little plates, and they scarf it down.
Around 8:30 I toss the crew into the Perfect Tow Vehicle.
The empty propane tank is bungied inside the back door. We truck on down to Detroit. Actually we van on down to Detroit. In addition to the propane, I buy a cup of coffee, my first of the day. Ah yes, tastes so good . . . Ta-daaa! The day has officially begun!
Back at camp I’m struck by a bolt of ambition.
It’s surprising how cool the mornings are during a heat wave. I set up the outdoor play area for Reggie and Bridget — pallet, toys, beds, water dish. I click the tether to Reggie’s suit. Bridget stations herself on the pallet. The two of them watch as I hook up the propane tank.
Next I take a basin over to the water spigot and fill it up.
The Best Little Trailer needs a bath. She’s covered in dirt, road grime, pine sap, bird doo-doo, and who knows what all.
Fiberglass is super easy to clean.
All one needs is water and a squeegee!
I figured out that the best tool is a squeegee. It will scrub off stuff that’s stuck to the fiberglass. Then, a few swipes over the area with the squeegee loaded with water and the fiberglass rinses clean. Do not use the other side of the squeegee because the black rubber will leave scuff marks.
Imagine cleaning (or painting) the exterior of your house in 30 minutes or less.
I wanted to show Bridget as she watches me work. The sight of the camera sends her scurrying under the BLT. Supervisor Reggie is mad at me for washing the BLT instead of taking him for another walk. Our usual morning walk was cut short by the propane “emergency.”
Reggie and Bridget love to walk in the forest.
Our routine is to walk early in the morning, and again, late in the day when the forest is cool.
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