rvsue and her canine crew

The colors of fall are popping out all around our camp!

The crew and I board the Perfect Tow Vehicle and leave our camp in Fishlake National Forest, Utah to go to town.  Gooseberry Road curves down the mountain to Interstate 70.  We come around one of those curves and oh my, how things have changed since our last drive to Salina!

One of our propane tanks is in the back of the PTV and it needs to be filled. 

Down the Salina exit ramp from the interstate, I spy a big, white propane tank at the Sinclair station and pull in.  After the man fills our tank, I go inside to pay. I also buy a quart of motor oil.  The PTV took a quart before we left camp, and I always make sure I have at least a quart of oil on board.

I ask the cashier at the Sinclair station if I can dump trash in their dumpster.

“Go for it,” she replies.   I do.

A Carl’s Jr. is next door and I have a hankerin’ for fast food.

Our order filled, I park the PTV in the shade of some trees at the edge of the lot.  I unwrap a chicken sandwich for me and a hamburger patty for the crew to share.

Bridget and Reggie sit patiently by my seat, eyes on my every move. 

I tear the patty into bite-size pieces.

“Here ya’ go . . . One for you and one for you and a bite of sandwich for me.”  Eat and repeat.

Of course, as long as we’re in town, we zip over to Barrett’s grocery for a few items.

On the return trip up the mountain, the crew and I stop at Gooseberry Campground where we camped over Labor Day Weekend.

We need water.

The group campsite is unoccupied.  It’s a good place to park and fill up the jugs.  Out of the thirteen sites in the campground, only five are occupied.

The jugs filled and loaded onto the PTV, I walk the crew around the loop and then we travel the two miles or so back to camp.

The weekend flies by without incident.

I feared a lesser, but still annoying, version of the madness of Labor Day Weekend.  As it turns out, only one RV camps on Oak Ridge Road over the weekend, and the ATV traffic is light.

One morning Bridget, Reggie, and I walk Oak Ridge Road and I find a horseshoe.

We continue walking until we come to a corral.  A man and a woman are out and about.  As we approach, I talk to Reggie about not barking at the animals.

“Hi!  One of your horses lost a shoe!”  I hand it to the man.  He’s wearing a cowboy hat.  We talk briefly.

“What do you use these horses and mules for?” I ask.  “I’m up in the little camper.  I’ve seen you take the horses by in a trailer, and I heard them walking by last night.”

“We herd up cattle with them,” he replies.  “The mules we use to pack salt.”  (I think that’s what he said.)

It seems like they have things to do, so I don’t hold them in conversation.  Before they leave in their pick-up, I ask if it’s okay if I take a picture and he says, “Sure, go ahead.”

I’m waiting for a mail shipment from Americas Mailbox.

It should arrive on Wednesday and contain the stickers for vehicle registration renewal of the Best Little Trailer and the PTV.

As long as we’re staying here a few more days, I place an order with Amazon.com. 

There’s a UPS Customer Center in Salina.  The customer centers are the most reliable shipping destination in my experience as a vagabonder.  Well, reliable AND free.

Here’s what I order . . .

Is this blog fascinating or what?

Tent stakes . . . Ever since I cut my blue patio mat into two pieces, I haven’t had enough stakes to hold the pieces in place.  I like these.  They’re like long nails (easy to drive in) with plastic thingies on them.

Holding Tank Deodorizer and Waste Digester . . . Of all the kinds I’ve tried, this works best for me.  I never have an odor problem from the black tank.  I order two packages because I can’t always find this in stores.

Fleece Dog Vest . . . Reggie has a blue sweater.  It’s warm but it doesn’t stay put on his body. It slides. This vest looks comfy and warm.  I order a green one to set off his pretty brown eyes.

Bridget needs a sweater.  I lost her pretty purple one somewhere in the Mojave Desert.  Darn.  She looked fantastic in that sweater and she liked it, too!

I don’t order one from Amazon because it’s tricky getting a good fit for a larger dog.  I’ll look for one at Wal-Mart which is where the purple one came from.

Meguiar’s Premium Marine Wax . . . The last time I waxed the BLT (we won’t go into when that was) I used Meguiar’s and the shine has lasted.  Before that I used NuPolish.  I think Mequiar’s is better.

Utah Benchmark Atlas . . .  You should see my Utah Benchmark!  It is so beat up.  I wore it out.  Plus Reggie ate the Glen Canyon Recreation Area before I caught him. (That was shortly after he joined us.  He wouldn’t do that now.)  I used that atlas to find all our great Utah camps.  The one I order is a newer edition, too.

My total order comes to $79.15.  Actually it comes to zero because I use the points earned with my Amazon Visa Card!

The comments section of this blog is very active, to say the least!

If you don’t bother reading the comments, well, that’s okay.  However, you might check the discussion on van dwelling under the previous post.  You’ll find excellent information on the equipping of vans and also analysis of types of vans for use as a camping get-away vehicle or for full-timing, written by readers with several years of experience.

Thanks again to those who took the time to share some of what they know about vandwelling!

rvsue

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