Today the crew and I search for our next camp!
The plan is to move further north along the west side of the Wasatch Plateau. On the way down the mountain a curious deer watches us from the top of an embankment. I stop and zoom in for this photo.
As we descend to lower altitude, pink, wild roses appear along the road. Up at our campsite they’re still in bud. I’m on a mission and keep going. It’s a long way down the mountain. Finally we reach Ephraim and turn north.
Bridget whines all the way down the mountain and Spike can’t seem to settle down.
Gee, I hope the change in altitude isn’t bothering her. Maybe they need a potty break. I pull into the Wal-Mart parking lot, walk the crew around the perimeter, and . . . Well, as long as we’re here . . . I stuff a bag of trash in one of the bins and scoot back onto the highway!
Highway 89 is a straight shot up Sanpete Valley to Spring City.
The crew naps all the way. Spring City is a historic village. I could spend a day here taking photos of old buildings, tidy homes, and interesting scenes.
I don’t have any idea what street becomes the road that goes to the national forest and the mountains. After cruising around, I choose Center Street and drive eastward.
At the village outskirts a truck towing a camper merges onto the road ahead of us. Great! I’ll follow him!
Apparently he knows how to go into the Manti-La Sal National Forest.
Gee, this guy tows a big trailer faster than I drive without towing anything at all. I follow his dust into the forest. The gravel road winds upward very quickly. I push to keep up with his dust trail. The road narrows. Darnit! I hate a cliff alongside the road!
After a few miles of winding upward I’m convinced I’m not going to haul the BLT up this road. I don’t know what I’d do if I met someone coming the other way. There’s just enough width for one vehicle. I’m relieved when I reach a place where I can turn the PTV around and go down the mountain.
Back in Spring City I turn northward on Route 117.
Right as we enter Mt. Pleasant I spy a propane tank in the parking lot of a Best store. Heh-heh. Good thing I put the empty tank in the back of the PTV. While the man pumps the propane, I ask him where’s a good place to camp.
“Fairview Canyon. It’s beautiful up there.”
He tells me to continue on Highway 89 about six more miles to Fairview. I should turn right at Walker’s gas station and then I’ll be on the road (Route 31) that goes up the canyon.
I’m excited! We may soon find our next camp!
Well, to make a long story shorter . . . It’s a lovely scenic drive on a paved road. That’s strike one against it. Easy, pretty roads mean lots of people.
I continue nine miles up the canyon, gaining elevation all the way. There are no spur roads. Mountain on the left, canyon on the right. Strike two.
We reach the intersection with Route 264.
We have a choice… six miles to Electric Lake, 39 miles to Huntington Lake, or two miles to Gooseberry Reservoir.
Since I’ve reached the limit of climbing that I want to do with the BLT, I choose Gooseberry. On the way into Gooseberry Campground, I pause to watch another deer watch me.
Gooseberry Campground is rustic with very short, back-in sites better suited for tents or truck campers ($10 regular/$5 senior pass). I don’t want a campground anyway.
On we go to Gooseberry Reservoir. . . A lush valley appears.
Bridget and Spike wake up and want to get out.
“Hang on, guys. I’ll let you out in a minute”
We take the loop where you can camp right at the water’s edge ($10 regular/$5 senior pass). It doesn’t appeal to me. It looks like a good place to camp if fishing is your passion. I notice two of the campers have inflatable fishing boats. A gray cloud blocks the sunlight causing this photo to be dark. (The reservoir is on the other side of the RVs.)
We work our way up the dusty road. I look down spur roads and see campers. ATVs are in most every campsite. Three meet us on the dirt lane. Uh-oh. Not good. If it’s this busy today, a Friday, it’ll be wild-and-crazy mountain city come fourth of July weekend.
That’s strike three.
Up ahead I see a sign. Water!
I happen to have several empty water jugs!
I pull over and let Bridget and Spike out the side door. They have a grand time sniffing around while I fill up the jugs.
On the way home I reflect on our scouting mission.
We didn’t find our next camp, but it’s been a good trip anyway. I got rid of trash, bought propane, and filled the water jugs. It was an enjoyable, scenic drive (well, not the scary road), and now I know where NOT to go for our next camp.
Fortunately, south of Mt. Pleasant I stop a few times to take photos of horses.
Why fortunately? Because now I have a bunch of horse photos to post and you get a break from this tedious narrative!
Two beauties . . .
Two curious, but wary, youngsters . . .
A mom-to-be . . .
A palomino stallion who tried to nip one of the mares . . . Oh my, the shots I miss!
And a very sociable lady who wants me to stay . . .
Okay, so what do I do now?
Hmm . . . I know who might be able to help me. I stop at the forestry office in Ephraim, leaving the crew in the PTV. The same friendly lady is behind the counter along with a man. Both of them are in forestry uniforms.
After we exchange hellos, I give my thanks once again for the tip on our present campsite.
“I love it up there!”
We talk about the wonders around the Bluebell site and then I launch into my reason for stopping by their office again.
“Maybe you can help me. My fourteen days will be up on Monday. I drove up the mountain at Spring City and then I went up Fairview Canyon. It’s either too steep or too many people. I need a place to hide out through July fourth weekend. Do you have any suggestions?”
“Well, you could go up Manti Canyon,” the lady suggests, glancing at the man.
He suggests I move camp to one of the sites further up Ephraim Canyon Road.
“But those sites aren’t ten miles away?” I respond.
This is the pivotal moment. I hold my breath.
“That’s okay. You can camp anywhere you want along that road.”
“I CAN? That’s GREAT!” I exclaim.
He continues. “You may not be following the letter of the law, but you’re following the spirit of the law, and that’s what we care about. If we didn’t have the fourteen-day limit, locals would park their campers on the mountain all summer and people would hang out clotheslines . . . . ”
“Are you SURE it’s okay?”
The lady interjects, smiling.
“If Mike says it’s okay, it’s okay.”
We talk for as long as I dare, what with the crew out in the PTV. The conversation is very informative.
In the next post I’ll share what I learned from these two, very helpful employees of the Sanpete Ranger Office of the Manti-La Sal National Forest.
So the crew and I will stay on this mountain! We will move only a short distance up the road. I’m very happy about that.
Our scouting mission is a success!
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For the people who take the time to go into Forest Svc and National Park visitors’ centers, you just can’t beat the friendliness and good advice you can get. Campers such as yourself who pick up trash left by irresponsible people, and who are willing to obey the letter of the law if need be, make their job so much easier and more rewarding.
I’ve heard other campers complain about rangers, but in my experience they are friendly and helpful. They aren’t out to ruin your stay in the forest.
Oh, How Great! It’s always good to be friendly and ask advice of the people in charge. So often I have found that a smile and getting them to smile goes a LONG way!
The shots of the deer are wonderful. I occasionally get some photos of deer that decide my yard is a good place to get a snack. (Usually my hosta plants!) I also love that valley with the water wiggling its way through. If deep enough, I would love to kayak something like that. So glad you will just have to move up the hill a little.
Oh dear, deer eating your hostas . . . I love hostas and wouldn’t appreciate that. Glad you liked the photos, Donna.
Sounds like a great day to me! Finding deer is always a treat for me, but getting a good photo is a bit of a challenge! Great photos and I love the horses! So glad you will be staying nearby and hope you consider moving asap before the 4th folks who start camping early start taking up all the good spots! Belly Rubs to the Crew! Radar and DoogieBowser are sound asleep at my feet!
Hi Geri!
Mike at the forestry office said I should move Sunday afternoon or Monday morning. There was no way I was going to break camp and move today after all that driving up mountains. Most of the people don’t come up this high so I’m hopeful a good spot will be available Sunday. Hugs to Radar and the Doog.
I never meant to suggest that you break camp right away, just be at your new camp earlier than the 4th campers! Sunday or Monday was a good suggestion by Mike! Hopefully you are right about the elevation. We expect Elephant Butte Lake to be packed… scary because it is so shallow now…. only 15% capacity full, the lowest amount of water since the dam was constructed!
OUCH!
Are you SURE that’s not the same deer?? Same ears, same eyes, same nose….And I’ve heard of the lion lying down with the lamb, but what’s up with the cows?!?!
It’s amazing how many people don’t avail themselves of the federal/state/municipal services that are out there to provide information. Your tax dollars at work!
Ha! The resemblance between deer is amazing! Always nice to hear from you, Ladybug.
Have you ever checked out Pete’s Hole Reservoir? Looks like it off 29 on the other side of the mountain.
I am shopping through you on Amazon! Just a reminder to others that you should always click on Sue’s link before buying as the cookie expires pretty fast.
I was reading the other blog you mentioned about the fellow with the cats. He had a Casita until just recently. He upgraded to a Nash 4 season trailer. He is quite the character. Have you ever met him and his cats? Seems like he lost one cat and now has a new one. He didn’t write anything about what happened to Onyx.
Hi John . . . I don’t want to cross over the mountains. I can’t take that altitude and I don’t know how the crew would take it either.
Are you talking about Sebastian? No, I’ve never met him.
Thank you for shopping through my Amazon links! And also for reminding readers to click on my links.
Right, Sebastion. I was looking at the photos on Google Maps, that is some really pretty country. One of these days….
Have a great night,
John
You, too, John.
The photographs are so amazing! I’m with Ladybug–I’ve never seen cows and sheep laying down together. Rangers, farmers, and Cooperative Extension folks are some of the smartest people around, and usually the most unappreciated. So glad you’ll be able to stay close through the holiday! It surely is beautiful there.
Usually cows and sheep aren’t even allowed to graze together. I had to stop and take the photograph.
Re: rangers… My theory is this: They become rangers because they love being outside and they appreciate nature. Those kind of people tend to be mellow.
I drove a lot of miles to find our campsite up the road. LOL
Good deal. I just love the “spirit of the law”. Now, this makes sense.
That’s why I wasn’t too concerned back at Ivie Creek when I waited until Father’s Day was over before moving. The rangers have common sense and aren’t out to hassle people.
I think the blond is a palomino stallion like Trigger.
Ah, that’s the word I couldn’t think of! A palomino . . .
Such beautiful country you are camping in. I can’t imagine the feeling of opening the door first thing in the morning and stepping out… taking a deep breath, and seeing that sacred land.
. . . and hearing the creek gushing over the rocks just a few feet away. I keep the door open all day and I’m outside a lot with the crew.
Yes, her leg is fine. I forget she ever had an injury. We really “dodged a bullet” there.
I’d say your day was an unqualified success. You not only found out you could stay on your mountain but you ruled OUT some places that you would be miserable. Sometimes knowing where NOT to go is more important than knowing where to go.
And since tomorrow is Saturday, you and the crew will have a day to rest before moving to a new campsite.
Yep, it worked out really well! I was very curious about the places we went today and overall I enjoyed the day.
I wonder if your puppies ears were hurting and that is why they were whining coming down the mountain?
That could’ve been it. It’s hard to say because Bridget frequently gets on a whining jag. Both of them had a BM at Wal-Mart and then fell asleep in the PTV, so I’m thinking the jouncing down the mountain made them need to “go potty.”
No problems coming back up the mountain . . .
With Mugsy, getting into the car means getting excited… and when she gets excited, she needs to potty. I’ve learned to make a quick stop at the beginning to take care of that. Usually the grass at the courthouse near my place… or the school just south of town (in the ditch nearby… not the school yard, of course)
I’ve noticed that, too, Connie . . . especially with Bridget.
Well, we made the predicted 118 degrees today. Our plants are really sucking up the water. The birds seem to be here at one of the “watering holes” (birdbath and fountain with running water) all the time. Thanks to AC I am in 79 degree comfort most of the time. Nice pix and great you don’t have to go far to stay in your nice area.
How in the world did people live through that kind of heat before A/C? And what about the animals that have to find (and possibly kill) their food every day? They must have to conserve their energy.
I imagine it’s quite a sight… the hot and thirsty birds finding your birdbath, drinking and bathing in the blessed water you provide them. I think what you are doing, Jim, is absolutely wonderful.
You will note that hot climate predators are normally night hunters…
How wonderful that you and the furkids get to stay in that beautiful area! I am sure that your delightful attitude and easy going manner helps so much in your dealing with the Rangers as well as with all you encounter.
Down here in the S.E. corner of New Mexico we have had a very hot week of well over 100 degree weather….much like AZ Jim reports for his area…. We keep hoping we will get a huge bunch of rain one of these days!
We have the AC running most all day. Like you I love to be in complete silence as much
as possible. That can happen here as we are in a big open field that was a part of a cattle
ranch before our park came along 35 years ago. There are other ranches or farms all around us and a freight train that runs through about 3 times in a 24 hour period….We
have cows just outside our fences and lots of delightful birds, bunnies, snakes and big
spiders…. We hear the coyotes as well. When I go into town I go the long way out where
there are horses to look at….. They are my favorite animals along with deer and of course
cats & dogs……This morning I saw a big family of Quail; Mom, Dad, and 10 teeny tiny babies running along between the parents! They move so fast and are so small! They are late this year!
Every evening I have been waiting for your blog to arrive so I can read it before I go to bed. I am always surprised that already you have many comments about your new post!
I am wondering how that happens when I am just getting the post? Maybe you send it to groups like I do with some of the stuff I send out??? My groups have a maximum of
20 emails going out together…..
Thanks so much Sue for sharing your life and your pictures with us. You are a real breathe of fresh air out here in cyber land. I would love to have some time with you
sometime down the road…..
Bye the way…. My big Clyde Cat likes doggie friends real well. They play very well together….
Enjoy your new campsite! Hugs from Elizabeth….
Thank you for the compliment about my “easygoing manner,” although I have been known to be quite the opposite! I give all the credit for the positive interchange down at the forestry office to the personnel. The lady radiates friendliness and the man radiates calm.
I can’t tell you how much I enjoyed reading your comment about the animals in your area. I connect with you because you delight in nature as I do. I’d much rather see the mother quail and her babies than most of the things people drive miles to see!
I’m touched that you wait for my blog each evening. I also feel badly about the days I don’t post at all. Some days I can’t make myself sit down and write. Maybe as time goes by I’ll become more consistent. “They” say the more you write, the easier it becomes, but I’m not so sure.
The timing of the emails to readers baffles me. I’m really ignorant about a lot of technology. I wish I knew the answer to your question and how to speed up your notification. Rest assured I read every comment, no matter when it appears here!
Hugs to you and Clyde! Keep out of the heat as much as you can, Elizabeth. Thanks for writing.
I’ve always found rangers to be very helpful, both in the forest service office, and out in the field. I’ve received tons of good advice – and maps – over the years. They become rangers because they love nature, but then law enforcement ends up being part of the job.
Your last line explains a lot, Alison.
Another thing readers — especially those living in other parts of the country — may not know is how easy it is to find the forestry offices. From my limited experience, they usually are located on the main street. There’s that big, brown sign out front and a parking lot with plenty of room to park a big rig.
So they will let you move up the hill. That’s super. You should have asked if there was a place to dump the trash you find. Maybe they have a dumpster. Good news.
You’re right! I wish I’d thought of that. I did ask them a lot of other questions though. 🙂
Love the photos of Utah – I have family in Cedar City and the area is lovely! I dream of camping next to a brook! Looks like you got some great assistance with your next spot – love the idea of the spirit of the law! The rangers can tell you appreciate the land.
Altitude sickness – I have had it twice – in Taos and Denver and I have never been more tired or had such a headache. Lots of water helps to keep you hydrated, but other than that, it takes time to adjust. I felt like it was the worst flu ever! I was in a little shop in Taos and all I wanted to do was lay on the floor and sleep for a week!
So it does feel like the flu… That’s what I thought it was the first few days we were camped here. Boy, did I SLEEP! The crew did, too.
I still haven’t attempted any projects. We had a light rain one night. In the morning I took advantage of the beads of water on the BLT and wiped down the surface (normally a quick and easy task). I felt like I’d been rolling boulders uphill by the time I was done.
The crew and I seem to be better adjusted to the altitude now.
I’ve never had anything but good interactions with rangers. But then I try hard to take care of the public lands like they do so I’m on the same side. Helps a lot if you aren’t trying to destroy things or violate the rules. Nice story.
It’s like that in all facets of life, isn’t it, Tesaje. If you have common goals and common points of view, it’s easy to connect. Glad you liked today’s post.
Going up is usually not a problem for the ears. It is going down that you have to watch. Those deer looked like mule deer because of the big ears they are named for.
The longer you spend at altitude, the less you will feel the effects.
Hi Eddie… Yes, you are right. My ears pop on the way down. Maybe that’s what set Bridget whining.
About the deer . . . One day I was reading my kindle while sitting in the lounge chair next to the creek. Movement caught my eye. I looked up and saw the most beautiful deer — a very light, tawny color — bound along the other side of the creek. Its tail was not up like the whitetail deer, but held down. I wondered if that was a quirk of that particular deer or if that’s the nature of mule deer tails. 🙂
Sue, I always LOVE your photos of the horses you see! I do that, too, when we are in the Sierras! I’ll go out of my way to find horses (tee hee!) Love the deer, too. Have fun finding your new spot~can’t wait to read about it!
Cheryl Ann
Hi Cheryl Ann . . . Your comment reminds me of myself as a kid. Back then people went on “Sunday drives” as a form of entertainment. My parents and sisters would climb into the station wagon, but I’d hold back. “Aren’t you coming, Susan?” my father would ask. “Will we see any horses?” was my usual reply.
Glad you enjoy the photos!
I was reading some earlier posts and found the one where you went into Chino for propane and to use the dump tanks and the guy there helped you out and then didn’t even charge you the dump fee. That reminded me of my dirt bike trip last September when I rode from Clayton, NM to Green River UT all on dirt roads. On the third day we left Salida CO headed for Marshall Pass which is an easy grade having started out as a railroad track. Very nice ride. On the downside of the pass, I notice that my back tire is acting funny, so I slow way down and limp into the gas station in Sargeant CO where I discover the tire is flat. We wrestle the wheel off and remove the tube but cannot find the leak anywhere. After awhile, I decided to try the tire shop next door. They said they could fix it and spent the next 30 minutes finding, cleaning, patching and testing. My internal cash register is dinging like crazy all this time as I thought it was going to cost me a fortune for them to stop everything and do the work. After they are done he hands me the tube and some talcum powder for it (makes it slippery and reduces wear against the tire). I gulp and ask him how much. He says…”how about $3.50?” I laughed out loud somewhat out of relief and some from amusement. I said, I can’t do that, you spent a half hour on that tube, here’s $10. Keep the change and buy yourself a cold drink. The tube lasted all day until later as we approached Hwy 550 just as the sun was going down. We aired it back up and limped down 550 to Silverton where I was able to buy a new tube the next morning.
Great story, John! If that guy thought about it, he realized you probably were just passing through, so he wasn’t trying to build his business with his generosity of time and labor. You were vulnerable and he could have socked you with a big bill.
Service people have bad reps, but there a lot of good ones. Thanks for sharing your experience. (You rode a bike through a mountain pass and I complain about DRIVING through them. LOL)
I like the people out west, they seem so laid back and helpful. If you run into a bad one you’ll usually find out they are transplants.
We went over quite a few passes that day. The highest one was right at 13,000 feet! Took quite a bit of work just to breathe!
Um. . . I’m a transplant. 🙁
Yes, but you aren’t in the service industry with a bad attitude! 🙂
I knew you’d let me off the hook, John. Have a great day! 🙂
Hey John….How long did it take to find an escape clause? Hahaha
Just kidding of course…
I’m so happy “we’re” going to stay on the mountain for a bit longer. I love this place! Looks like you’ll have your peace and quiet after all. Well done, Sue.
Thanks, DeAnne, but I don’t deserve any credit. I’m a little concerned at the number of travel trailers and fifth wheels passing by our camp. I hope they are going all the way to Skyline Drive and over the mountain to Joe’s Reservoir… anywhere but in the campsite not far from here. We shall see… Now that I have permission to camp within 10 miles, I’m sure we’ll find a spot.
Ranger Mike said a lot of campers come up here to cool off on the weekend and they leave Sunday morning.
I’ve never thought much about the 14 day limit, but it makes sense what the rangers said that people would move their campers up there and leave them for the summer and just come and go. Or move in permanently. At any rate, so glad to hear you are able to stay close by such a beautiful area.
I love the horse pictures!!
Yes, people who got bent out of shape because I stayed 16 days at Ivie Creek (“She breaks the law and brags about it”) apparently didn’t have an understanding of why the “law” was put in place. The Third Reich isn’t managing our forests! LOL
I’m glad, too, that we can stay. Also glad you love the horse pictures, Ginger.
Hi Sue!
Hooray! You get to stay on the mountain a while longer. I love this mountain. I’ve already had my maps out and Google earth trying to decide where your next camp will be. Didn’t know you had a personal trip planner, did you?
I’ve learned that the forest rangers are a wealth of knowledge about their territory and under utilized much of the time. They’re more than willing to share the information and even divulge some trade secrets on occasion.
I’m loving every word of your blog and your pictures are wonderful and add another thousand words–easily. Great job!
Anxiously waiting to see where the BLT is parked next…
Audrey
I love this mountain, too. However, right now I’m about to go nuts with the repeated shooting. A load of people are up here . . . I stopped counting at 12 motorhomes and 17 ATVs, in addition to several pick-ups, and it’s not even noon yet. There must be a shooting competition going on not far from our campsite. Oh well, everyone’s entitled to the mountain and I’m sure people who work all week need a break, especially when it’s hot down in the valley. It doesn’t make the noise any easier to take though. I need to fashion myself some earplugs.
I’d drive away from it but I don’t want to go up and down the mountain again. I’d be pushing my luck with the altitude change.
Thanks for writing, Audrey. Your interest and enthusiasm for our adventures is fun for me to read.
Well, aren’t I a grumbler this morning . . .
Oh no. I’m sorry yo hear that. I hope it gets better.
If this is all I have to complain about, I’m very fortunate. Noise makes me grumpy.
BE VERY CAREFUL! Shooters started 2 or 3 of the wildfires in Utah last year while we were working there. Apparently the bullets bounce off rocks causing sparks that cause fires! I never knew a bullet could start a wildfire… in fact the UT government put a ban on ALL target practice unless it was at an indoor gun range! As dry as it is out here in the SouthWest…. I wonder if that ban is still on???
I wasn’t aware of that. Yesterday while driving around I passed a few guys target practicing in a makeshift outdoor range. Of course, rules for the national forest may be different.
Sounds like you drove all over in search of a new site. Glad you get to stay where you are being that you really like it.
Bless (a good bless) those ladies who took the time to provide information. A lot of “info” people are volunteers.
I don’t know why people get all knotted up with the Forest Service Rangers. Some forget they didn’t make the laws they just enforce them…and their primary goal is to preserve the forest and protect the critters and humans who frequent them.
Heck…One of them could also be someone’s good looking grandson. 🙂
Spirit of the law and the letter of the law…haven’t heard/done that in three years!
114 degrees in AZ…..oh geeze…too hot for my comfort.
Boy, you’re never gonna’ let me forget that cutie ranger in South Dakota! Haha!
Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh……………………nope! 😉
He is kinda’ unforgettable . . . ahem.
I’m finding the notifications are sent ONCE A DAY at around 11:15 pm CDT. For folks unwilling to wait, just pull up the previous day’s notification and click on it to open it up on the net. Once it opens up on the net you will be able to see if there are any new posts. If you look right above the title there will be a link to the previous post and the next post if there is one. Or you can do like I do and leave the blog open all the time and just refresh it when I want to check for new posts. Nope, it’s not as easy as the notifications we got from WordPress that came into your inbox shortly after a new entry was posted but it’s not that much effort and definitely saves waiting till after some folks bedtime to see new info.
Besides, considering all the wonderful effort Sue puts into the blog I don’t think it’s too much to ask us to click a couple of times to enjoy it.
Sweet of you to say that, Reine. Thanks for the instructions above. I wonder if RSS feeds would suit some people (sidebar).
I should try to find another email notification service. I hate working on stuff like that… It takes me hours and then the dang thing doesn’t work right.
Sue, this one works just fine. If I want to visit you sooner, I do one of the things Reine suggested above. Actually, I like them coming later, then I get to read all the comments at the same time. I also usually check in again at least once to see if there have been more comments. Thanks for all you do.
You’re welcome, Donna. Your feedback is helpful.
Hello, I read the comments from Reine above, and where you mentioned the RSS feed, I went to look at the RSS feed and noticed that your ‘Subscribe to rvsue and her canine crew by email’ was back. Is the once a day notification problem that Reine is referencing the email subscription link, going through the RSS or the ‘Change Detection service mentions a few weeks ago or a completely different notification. Beside having you on my browsers favorites bar, I also get notified by the change detection services which has been working well, I decide to re-subscribe when I saw that the Email Subscription was back, but have to wait for your next post to see if it is truly working. Just wondering, this inquiring mind would like to know. Happy that you get to stay in the same area, pictures are wonderful, you and the crew stay safe.
Okay, this is what’s going on. . . I think. It’s hard for me to know from my point of view.
The change detection services is something outside my blog. I’m happy to hear that’s working well for you.
Reine was talking about the email subscription link in the sidebar above. She reports it only emails late at night. Not so good.
I don’t think anyone has given me feedback on the RSS feed. I’ve never used that so, once again, I’m clueless.
Happy to know you care about catching my posts, Sue!
I get the email notifications but I have usually already read the blog as I have a desktop shortcut I check frequently. I see no reason to fiddle with another email program. Anyone who wants to read or post in your blog can get here without email notifications. Save your energy for the content of the blog and quit worrying about the email notifier. You do a great job here Sue, with help of course from your furry family.
Thanks, Jim. Like a lot of what we do online, it becomes a habit, a certain series of steps we take to accomplish things like check up on RVSue and the crew.
You have such nice things to say, Jim. Thanks.
I do want to read Sue’s blog, and while I try to check every day for new posts, I sometimes get caught up in the mundane aspects of everyday life (work, family, etc.). Because of that, I’m a post or two behind. So I do appreciate the e-mail notifications. I also do not run Windows or use a Mac, so the desktop shortcut Jim suggests is not an option. In other words, one size does not fit all, not even on those products that state one size fits all. 🙂
It did it again….118 officially but now a sudden cool down to 117. I feel so much cooler.
Haha!
Okay… Here’s an official notice to everyone… In about one minute the latest blog post will appear!
I promise never to harp about the snow. At least with snow…you can stay warm. When it’s 118 degrees….oh dear God! I can’t even imagine…trying to function…let alone sleep! I’d be a prune from soaking in the swimming pool.
Thanks for tending to the birds! Take care! Stay cool.