Thursday, May 5 – Tuesday, May 9
The crew and I wrap up our extended stay at Bluewater after eight nights at $14 a night. Spending $112 for only eight nights is extravagant for us!
Bluewater Lake State Park, New Mexico (See Bridget about to duck behind the tree.)
There’s a time for everything, I suppose.
As explained in the previous post, I want us to have heat on when we want it during the cold nights and I will not run the propane Wave 3 while we sleep. I also use the strong internet connection to catch up this blog.
For several days at Bluewater the weather is cold with a damp, biting wind. This limits our outdoor activity.
On a sunshiny day Bridget and Reggie meet a fellow canine camper named Sandi!
Sandi is a Pomeranian with a haircut. She’s 10 years old. It’s true that a good haircut can make one look years younger!
Bridget immediately sets the ground rules for social interaction.
Communication is accomplished via ears.
Bridget’s ears say “Watch your paws, Buster,” while Reggie’s ears say, “It’s okay, Sandi. She’s really nice once you get to know her.”
“Wanna play with me? We could run around and stuff. Ever play Special Ops?”
“Aw, gee, do ya’ hafta’ leave already?”
Walkies must occur, regardless of rain, cold, wind, or hail!
Yes, we have all four during our stay at Bluewater. This makes a reasonably warm and sunny day all the more enjoyable!
From the campground I take a photo of a place colder than where we are.
We search in vain for a glimpse of the wild horses that live around Bluewater Lake.
Horse poop piles and hoof prints give evidence that they do visit the campground.
Usually the crew goes out in the middle of the night for a potty break.
The night before we leave Bluewater we’re outside with the porch light on when I nearly jump out of my skin.
“SNORT!”
That was a horse! Unmistakable!
I toss the crew inside and grab a flashlight.
Pointing the beam in the direction of the snort, four pairs of eyes glimmer in the darkness. They aren’t close enough for me to see them clearly.
Well, at least I have that much . . . . They don’t seem like wild horses. More like domesticated horses allowed to range freely.
Wednesday, May 10
“Okay, crew. Now that temperatures are warm again, we’re leaving!”
Before exiting the state park, I fill up the jugs and the fresh water tank. I also dump the waste tanks, even though it’s not yet necessary. Rarely do I pass up an opportunity to dump tanks. It’s nice to arrive at a new camp with empty waste tanks.
Beyond the park gate . . . a surprise!
Four horses graze alongside the road!
A parting gift . . . I bet these are the same ones who visited our campsite last night.
I capture two of them in this photo.
Bridget, Reggie, and I board Interstate-40 and head northwest toward Gallup.
At Gallup I’ll load us up with groceries and then we’ll be all set for our next camp.
Ah, what a day . . . blue sky, fluffy white clouds, and the open road!
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