Thursday, April 23 – Sunday, April 26
Cold, wind, and rain hit our campsite. The crew and I stay inside the Best Little Trailer, except for quick potty runs. We’re warm with the heater on and the covers pulled up.
After a few days, however, that harmony begins to break down, as the following photo illustrates.
In order to maintain what little sanity we have left, I suggest a trip into Twin Falls.
“We could pick up some fresh vegetables for salad,” I remark. “Not that either of you care.”
I run outside with the keys to the Perfect Tow Vehicle. I start up the engine and put the heater on high. The PTV puts out wonderful heat. You can cook yourself with the blast of heat it throws.
In a few minutes, the crew and I are cruising north on Route 93.
“Doesn’t this heat feel good!”
Bridget and Reggie sleep peacefully. We don’t go all the way into Twin Falls. There’s a Logan’s grocery in Filer which is closer.
Sunday’s weather allows us more time outdoors. I don’t bother putting Reggie in a sweater. He doesn’t seem to like wearing one.
Monday, April 27
The big truck from the fish hatchery, carrying 14,500 fish, doesn’t arrive as we were told to expect. I can’t imagine how it could have delivered the fish without us noticing. Reggie perks up his ears at every vehicle and boat trailer that passes the campground.
The balmy weather that we had upon our arrival at Lud Drexler Campground returns.
Bridget relaxes on the quilt I spread out on the grass. The sun feels so good!
I sweep the Best Little Trailer, shake out the throw rugs, and tidy up the interior. I air the bed covers, arranging them across the picnic table and the back of the lounger. I wash the fresh vegetables and boil a few eggs from which I make salads. I pack the salads in containers with lids and place them in the fridge.
Then I relax and watch people hurrying to the reservoir with their boats and fishing gear. Canada geese honk as they fly over the dam. Mother-to-be robin peers down from her nest above us.
Reggie has a lot of pent-up energy to let loose.
Our last day at Salmon Falls Reservoir is heavenly!
I read Only the Truth by Pat Brown. It’s such an engaging story with interesting characters that I don’t want to put down my Paperwhite. I read all afternoon, lounging in the warm breezes of our camp. It’s one of those books, when done reading, you set it aside and say out loud, “What a story!”
Later toward evening . . .
As dusk turns to dark I look up from the computer. Through the window I view the reservoir in the last light of day.
I run outside with the camera.
Imagine standing outside that trailer as night falls and the gleam on the water fades into darkness. What a way to end a day!
Well, there are more wonderful camps to be found.
Next post . . . The crew and I move to a new camp!
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