Deer family, no longer skittish at the sight of Reggie and me, Meadow Valley Walkway, Caliente, Nevada
Monday, May 8
Today is moving day! Our week at Young’s RV Park is over. It has been a pleasant week for me and my one-man canine crew.
Pull-through sites in the foreground, long-term sites in the background, Young’s RV Park
Our move is the shortest ever!
Kershaw-Ryan State Park is less than five miles away. It’s located in a picturesque canyon off the road that goes through Rainbow Canyon, which I posted about recently. I also gave you a glimpse of the Kershaw-Ryan Campground previously.
View from the mouth of Kershaw Canyon looking toward Rainbow Canyon
The camp host tells me internet signal isn’t reliable.
As we drive into the campground I hold my Verizon jetpack and search for the campsite where signal is strongest. The best I find gives 1X with 1-2 bars.
Not very good internet, but we’re here and it’s a good place to call home for a few days.
Our site is near the entrance of the park.
Kershaw-Ryan campsites have a picnic table, grill, fire ring, and shelter. Sites are gravel and level. Amenities include water spigots, showers (25 cents for 4 minutes), dump station, and trash bins. No hookups. Camping fee: $17.00.
A variety of trees and bushes softens the landscape.
This particular tree interests me.
Its blooms are gorgeous! (I didn’t detect any perfume.)
Do you know the identity of the tree?
Blooms hang in grape-like clusters
Of course, Reggie is excited to explore our new place!
Rocks are much taller and massive than they appear in photo (and Reg is much smaller!)
After a quick walk around, I set up camp.
We have lunch.
Ah… Such a balmy day. I’m gonna’ kick back in the lounger and enjoy the view.
Times like this are when Reggie likes to settle into my lap. Sometimes he takes a snooze along with me. Very pleasant. The two of us relaxing together.
Oh, no. Not today.
Reggie switches to panic mode. Head turning from side to side, eyes darting, ears way back flat, can’t sit still, wants to get down, wants to get back in my lap, circles and sits, rinse and repeat, all the while wearing a scared face.
“Reggie! What the heck is WRONG with you today? It’s beautiful here, peaceful, perfect. Nobody is around to bother us. No people, no animals, no sounds. . . .”
He skitters over to the door of the Best Little Trailer and waits for me to let him inside.
“Okay, go hide in your bed if it’ll make you feel better.”
I return to my lounger, push back, and close my eyes.
I listen. The birds have quit their morning songs. Quiet.
After a few minutes, I figure out what’s bugging the Reggie Man.
You see, the shelter over the picnic table is made of metal. As the day warms, the metal expands and makes a faint popping sound. Hardly noticeable to a human. Apparently a big, scary deal to a chihuahua!
I go inside to keep Reggie company.
Nothing like a game of Pull-The-Wings-Off-Yellow-Chicken, followed by Tug-O-War with Your Baby, to take a little pup’s mind off the big, bad world outside.
In order for me to enjoy our new surroundings, I take Reg for another walk. He’s happy. We return to our campsite (where The Popping Monster lurks) and Reggie heads straight for the door.
Back inside. Reggie naps. He wakes up. I take him for another walk. He’s happy.
At our campsite, he hurries to the door again.
Good thing I only paid for two nights. Tomorrow morning, when the light is good, we’ll go see the park’s garden . . . .
Later we motor into town for supper.
At J and J Restaurant in Caliente I pick up a Chicken Cordon Bleu Sandwich with fries for me (I know, I know) and a beef patty for Reggie. We take our bag of goodies home to the Best Little Trailer.
Even though The Popping Monster is asleep, we play it safe and eat our supper inside the BLT where it can’t get us.
NOTE: Readers identified the mystery tree as Purple Robe Locust. — Sue
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