Sunday, June 16
At dusk the crew and I ride up to Maple Grove Campground to fill empty water jugs. Right before dark the crew and I take a last walk down to the creek. Tomorrow we break camp!
Monday, June 17
Before hitting the road this morning, I post the pre-written blog entry about the man with the net. It’s a clear and windless day as we pass through the now-familiar territory of Round Valley, Salina, Redmond, Axtell (hello, burros!), Centerfield, and Gunnison. I stop for groceries and gas in Gunnison, and take a quick look at this blog while sitting in the PTV in the parking lot.
We continue on Highway 89 to the village of Sterling and make the turn to Palisades State Park.
The lake is pretty and the campground is nearly full.
A drive-through confirms that I don’t want to camp here. Prior research revealed the lake has a beach, a boat ramp, paddle boats, and so on. Translation? Lots of families. Lots of RVs close together.
So why are we here?
Dump station! Yay! For six dollars I empty the waste tanks and fill up the fresh water tank before resuming our journey northward on Highway 89. Soon we pass through the town of Manti. I pull over to photograph the Latter Day Saints’ temple.
I have very little idea where we will camp.
My plan is to stop at the Sanpete Ranger District Office at Ephraim to ask for suggestions. The first outstanding feature of Ephraim is the college-town atmosphere — outdoor cafes, sporting goods shops, and such, along with lots of young adult pedestrians. I find the ranger office easily on the north end of town.
Before going inside, I take the crew on a potty-walk.
I’m pleased to see I’m the only visitor. Two friendly ladies greet me and devote themselves to answering my questions and pointing out roads on a large map of Manti-La Sal National Forest which is displayed under glass on a low section of the counter.
I give the ladies my pertinent facts and my goal.
“I’m camping in a 17-foot trailer, self-contained, solar power. I’m interested in dispersed camping by myself. A camp next to stream would be nice. Oh, and I’d rather not scale a cliff to get there.”
After some discussion one of the ladies tells me what she would do.
“I’d go up to Bluebell,” she says. The other lady agrees. She draws a map with a ballpoint pen that keeps skipping.
“Government pen,” she murmurs. We smile at each other while she fishes out another pen.
Bluebell is a turn-out off the Ephraim Canyon Road.
It’s about three miles further up Badger Mountain from Lake Hill Campground which is about seven miles up the canyon from Ephraim.
Armed with this information and a free map of the forest roads, I thank the ladies and hurry out to the PTV. It’s around noon so I don’t want Bridget and Spike to sit long in the parking lot.
As one might expect, the road is gravel and steep with a tendency toward switchbacks. I persevere until we reach Lake Hill Campground. Well, as long as we’re here, might as well check this out. I wouldn’t mind stopping here for the night. Mountain driving wears me out.
The self-pay station says $5 regular fee/$2.50 with senior discount.
A glance at the campground map shows a body of water nearby. Oh great! I pull in, park the PTV, let out the crew, and together we walk the path to the water. The campground is empty and quiet.
One look at the green scum and I turn Spike and Bridget around and go back to the PTV. Boy, I’m glad I have Spike on a leash. He’d be in that water in a flash. He’d drink it, too.
I choose a campsite away from the water.
Figuring we’ll stay for one night without unhitching and then continue up to Bluebell in the morning, I back us into a site. Before doing any set-up, I sit at a picnic table in the shade of a fir tree. Bridget needs to settle down. She always gets so wound up when we enter a campground, jumping around, whining, overheating. She and Spike lie down on the cool ground under the table.
I notice sticky stuff like spilled drink on the picnic table.
So much for being careful in bear country. Soon I’m swatting flies. Bees arrive. That green water over there is a breeding ground for mosquitoes. I get a second wind and decide we can do better.
Three more miles up the mountain and I back the BLT next to a creek at Bluebell.
Cottonwood Creek flows about fifteen feet away, parallel to the BLT. There’s an opening in the brush beyond the rear of the BLT where I can sit and watch the creek. The aspens in the photo are on the other side of the creek.
Just a little bit too perfect, wouldn’t you say?
Not so! I realize I left my precious camera on the picnic table at Lake Hill Campground, three miles down the mountain. I unhitch, put the crew back in the PTV, drive the three miles, get the camera, drive back . . . sheesh.
Finally Spike gets a chance to . . .
Awww . . . Spikey . . . you cutie . . . you sweet, precious boy . . . I love your little body . . .
“Enough of Spike! What about the guy with the net?”
What did I do? Well, I tossed and turned that night, weighing both sides of the issue. I ruminated on most of the points which subsequently appeared in the comments section under the last post.
And I had this thought: What the heck should I do tomorrow if I find trout floating belly-up in the vegetation along the edge of the creek?
I run the gamut through my mind . . . from “mind my own business” to “how nice to see a dad spending time with his children” to “be a good citizen” to “let Fish and Game handle it” to “no one’s going to pursue this so why bother” to “I don’t need this!”
The next morning I’m relieved to see the family packing up and pulling out.
(This was Sunday morning. Locals like to come up here on Saturdays, camp the night, and leave in the morning.)
What did I do?
I did nothing, other than write about it on this blog. And maybe that’s the best thing I could’ve done. Thank you for taking the time to politely express your opinion and to politely “listen” to the opinions of others.
Now back to our regularly scheduled program . . .
Isn’t this a lovely camp?
rvsue
I apologize for not writing a personal reply to each of the comments under the last post. I started and then stopped for fear I’d run out of steam and then not get a new post written. I read every word of every comment and appreciate your participation.
Hi Sue…i wondered what you would do when I saw how many comments there were!! I enjoyed everyone’s feedback; however, I hoped that you would spend your time showing us your new campsite rather than trying to respond to all the comments. I am sure most everyone would agree that they would rather read a new blog post! Thank you for all the time you devote to us, your readers! You are so very appreciated! Hugs to you and a pat on the head to the crew!
Hi Sheri . . . You’re welcome. . . Consider us well hugged and patted!
Gorgeous photos…I love Aspens so it looks like you have found another great place to camp.
I love the way the aspen leaves twinkle in the sunlight.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen an aspen tree. One more thing on my “to do” list. Beautiful spot. The desert is beautiful, but I’m drawn to these leafy spots.
Never seen an aspen? Oh, you’re in for a treat, DeAnne. They make the prettiest dappled shade and . . . well, you can be sure I’ll post pics of them tomorrow.
From what I understand, aspens are one of the earlier signs of an area coming back after a fire or the like. After the aspens, pine or some other trees will come in and crowd the aspens out. I do like them, though.
I read somewhere online today that the aspens are declining on this mountain. Most of these aspens have been here a while. One has 1967 carved into it.
Oh please visit Colorado. We have millions of aspen trees. 🙂
I should visit Colorado. (I’ve only seen the northwest section, passing through… Camped at Fremont Lake near Craig) From what little I know of the state, I think I’d love the mountains.
How gorgeous! I would want to be sitting next to Spike with my feet in that stream. (although it’s probably cold?)
Enjoy your new campsite!
Yes, it’s cold. I can stand it for a few seconds. I don’t know how Spike can stay in there for a half-minute or so with his belly submerged.
I agree, no need for personal replies.
What a neat new campsite.
Wow, another Latter Day Saints’ Temple in Utah. Been by the one in Salt Lake City.
Heard there is one in the Phoenix area.
I cropped the photo. The temple sits high up on a grassy hill which makes quite an imposing sight. On the other side of the road (Hwy 89) is a cemetery with reflection pools and walkways with benches. Manti also has a historical museum.
The Manti Utah Temple was the third temple built in Utah.
The Manti Temple was built on a rattlesnake-infested site, known as the Manti Stone Quarry. Once Brigham Young designated the site for a temple, it became known as Temple Hill.
Perched atop a rising knoll, known as “Temple Hill,” the magnificent Manti Utah Temple dominates the Sanpete Valley of central Utah.
Total Floor Area: 100,373 square feet.
The Manti Utah Temple is one of only seven temples where patrons progress through four ordinance rooms before passing into the Celestial Room. (The other six temples are the Salt Lake Temple, the Laie Hawaii Temple, the Cardston Alberta Temple, the Idaho Falls Idaho Temple, the Los Angeles California Temple, and the Nauvoo Illinois Temple.)
More Temples than I had imagined: 141 operating · 13 under construction · 16 announced.
Wow! Very interesting! That’s what I love about comments (even though I get stones thrown at me from time to time). My readers, like you did here, add so much depth to my superficial little stories.
Thanks, DesertHawk!
As we all tend to “cast a few stones”, we really need to “dodge” a few or we get a little too “high and mightly”. The ones that “hit the spot’ does us the most good, albeit hard on the ego.
So true… Only I don’t think this is the place to throw stones. It’s not fun being the blog police, and I want my blog to be fun for everyone, including myself.
BTW, you write an interesting blog!
There are several temples in the Phoenix area. One in Mesa, AZ and another new one in Gilbert, AZ. They are beautiful indeed!
What a beautiful campsite! You know how to pick ’em, Sue! 🙂
Well, sometimes it’s “I know how to pick the people who know how to pick ’em.” These forest rangers know their forest like the back of their hand.
Love your new campsite! You always find the perfect spots! Chuck and I are in our first ever boondocking site that isn’t a campground, just off the road like RVSue would do it! 6,000 feet in the AZ White Mountains! Glad you found some water for Spike to soak in!
Ha! That’s great, Geri! Sounds wonderful. I’m only 2,975 ft. higher up. (Not that I’m in competition or anything.)
I’ve been meaning to camp the White Mountains. Maybe when we return to Arizona in the fall. Enjoy the mountain air! Don’t let a bear bite the heinie of Doogie or Radar . . .
When you are next in AZ and think white mountains, think the area around Show Low. I have spent weeks up there over the years but not in the last 10 yrs. It is cool and nice.
I’m glad you went on until you found your perfect spot. I only as self-contained as one can be with a tent, but I hope I can find some good uncrowded spots to camp in on my way to NY in August, although no doubt everyone will be out and about looking for the same thing.
I’ve never camped in the East. I suspect it’s more challenging than in the West. Probably looking for a spot to pitch a tent will be easier than finding an RV campsite. Here’s an early wish for good luck, Martha!
Well, Sue, That’s a nice camp you have there. And a good signal too! We are camped in very north Prescott NF, there is a fire west and north west of Prescott. We’ve been breathing smoke off and on since 1:30pm today and pray the forester puts it out soon. Timber says hi to the Spike and Bridget, that sweet lady ,,,,,,,,,Rusty
Oh no! I know that smoke is rough on you. I hope there isn’t wind to hinder the firefighters. Hello to Timber, too. Keep in touch. I know you are smart about the forest and won’t let yourself be caught in a dangerous situation.
Another nice camp! Dumb question here and anyone can answer….how do you find the ranger offices to ask about dispersed camping in any given area?
At the risk of sounding like a broken record…. My Benchmark maps! I look for them in the towns I’m headed toward. Then I look up the address online.
Or I go to the national forest website, go to the state I’m in, then go to the forest I’m near. The address of the ranger office plus the phone number is posted there.
I didn’t realize they were listed in the atlases. I see that now. Thanks!
Good evening Sue and Crew
You’ve found another beautiful spot.
Wildfires are everywhere………..hope it doesn’t bother Rusty. Be safe my friend. Some are started by lightning others like the new one near Yosemite was from an unattended campfire. 800 homes in it’s path……….makes me sick how some folks don’t have a clue when they get “in the woods.”
Your blog is interesting, informative , fun and most of all THRIVING! You go girl!
I can’t imagine what it’s like to have to leave your home when a wildfire is racing toward it. I’ve stopped making campfires for fear a spark will get away from me.
Rusty is sensitive to smoke. I’m sure he’ll move if the smoke gets to be too much. Yes, be safe, Rusty and Timber.
Thank you for the great cheer at the end of your comment. You help to make it thrive!
Yes, a much better campsite than the first, especially since it’s F-R-E-E!! Is Spikey able to lie down in the creek? Looks to me like he’s standing. What does it seem like the weather is running there-cooler, I hope?
Cottonwood Creek is a more powerful body of moving water than Ivie Creek. There aren’t any pools next to our camp so he has to stand in the water.
We slept well last night, comfortable temps in the BLT. I made sure to close the windows before the night chill. It was chilly this morning, but soon warmed up to a comfortable high 70s (guessing). The air is so fresh with a slight woodland smell. I love that.
Beautiful spot. The aspens remind me of white birch trees back home. Love to Bridget and Spike…big hug to you.
Love ya
Yes, they do look like birches, complete with the initials carved in the bark. And a big hug to you, Pauline!
I hope you sleep well tonight with a gentle breeze rustling the Aspen leaves:-) Beautiful campsite. Have been a lurker enjoying your blog but decided to comment on such a beautiful camp. You are living a dream and so many of us are living it too, through your blog. Hope there are many more beautiful camps in your’s, Spikey’s and Bridget’s future. They are some lucky pups.
I’m so glad you decided to comment, Mimi. I hope you feel welcome here.
Thank you for the good wishes. It’s my pleasure to share these beautiful camps with you
I really love some of the “homes” you’ve discovered in your recent travels. Even though we’ll need a bit bigger rig when we’re able to escape “civilization”, I hope we’re able to enjoy sites something like what you’ve found in your travels. I would hate to think we’ll end up trading one “lot” (our house) for another “lot” (some numbered space in an RV park).
I’d hate that for you, too, Walt, although some people like to RV that way. I don’t have a problem with that for them.
You, however, yearn to get out where nature is your only neighbor. I think you’ll find a way.
Love your new campsite, too. Spike is a character when it comes to water.
I’m glad that Rusty posted I think of him often since he was on the news after losing Timber and then getting the wonderful call that he had been found and Rusty was finally able to retrieve him with help from you, Sue. Do you know how his home situation is progressing? Is Timber still in training?
Hi Barbara . . . Rusty has asked me not to write about his home until he has one. I don’t think he’d mind me saying that he’s making good progress. Let me email him and ask if I might give a brief update. Sorry to hold back. I know you want me to respect his wishes.
Sorry that I wasn’t considered polite enough in my comment on the previous blog, but it seems like everyone wanted to hang this guy. What happened to the friendly RVing community I read so much about? Do you really need to do these types of posts? You know that they incite all of this type of commenting. I just felt that too many people were wanting to lynch this guy, and the comments about his looks and stuff were ridiculous. Just could not take reading another comment like that. And why is it considered unmannerly to tell you my opinion? Because you didn’t like my opinion????
Teri Lee . . . You’re not sorry about being impolite, so don’t try to make us believe it. You attacked me personally and every rational, mature adult knows that is inappropriate, as well as rude behavior.
Your last two questions are ridiculous in light of the fact I accepted over a hundred comments, several that I disagreed with. The opinions were presented in a polite manner so I’m happy to have them on my blog.
Do I really need to do these types of posts? Well, really, Teri Lee. Nothing I write and nothing you write is “needed.” It’s entertainment. Posing thought-provoking situations is how I keep my blog not only entertaining, but lively, informative, and fun. Do you resent the success of my blog? Or do you just enjoy stirring up trouble and creating drama? Or both?
Since my blog seems to irritate you so much, do what I do. Stay away from irritants and seek that which makes you happy. I sincerely hope you find it.
Ok wow, I am sorry. I will just say I agree to disagree with you. It was not a personal attack, I just got caught up in all of the anger I was reading in the comments. Sorry, I’m human, I do make mistakes.
You’re forgiven. May we both learn from our interaction.
Such is the power and the peril of the written word. Because we cannot see the other person’s facial expression or read their body language, we only have their words to go by. That can make it more difficult to read intent, decipher tone, or determine meaning.
That is why the suggestion often given with regard to e-mail might also be of use when publicly commenting: after you write it, wait a few minutes, then read it through again befor submitting. Sometimes, that second read-through can point up things you may not have meant to say, a tone you may not have meant to convey, or confusion you may need to clear up. Just a thought that can be taken for what you paid for it. 😀
bravo, BRAVO!!!!!! Great job! BTW, nice campsite!
Bravo Sue…..
Oh dear. I think I’ve run off all my readers. LOL
Come back! I won’t bite your head off. I promise!
We’re still here. 🙂
Ha! Good to know, June!
You still have a huge fan base of people who have grown to care about you. As to what you choose to post, that is strictly your concern. Hang in there Sue. :0)
Wait………am I reading this right? Oh no she didn’t….
Ms Lee there was absolutely nothing in your post that anyone would consider polite. You came over from what other blog? This IS a thriving blog…that doesn’t need or appreciate any “drama” that you and your cronies partake in over at your site. So go back… because YOU got called out TWICE and mind your own damn business. Worry about your house…before you worry about ours!
Oh I almost forgot………………..bless your little heart!
Hi Sue,
Although I’ve only commented once before, I read your every post plus all of the comments. Please be assured that your faithful followers are still here…it would take more than an honest remark to a rude commenter to lose us!
Jeri
Thanks, Jeri! I was getting a bit worried. 🙂 I can really let it fly sometimes.
You find some of the prettiest places to camp!
For me, finding a pretty camp is part of the fun of living in dispersed camping areas. Whether I find them on my own or by following the suggestion of someone else, it’s all fun! When we get to a possible camp, the crew and I jump out of the PTV and run around like kids let out to the schoolyard!
Sue,
Nothing to worry about, in addition to your wonderful writing and exquisite photos, it’s your openness and innate honesty, your courage and determination to see the positive, that attracts and holds your readers. If you didn’t take the occasional rowdy reader to task, you wouldn’t be teacher Sue!
Nice to hear from you again, Jeri. I love it when readers continue a conversation. Having compliments heaped upon me is good, too . . .
I’m writing this as I sit with my cup of coffee, having recently rolled out of bed. As I prepared the coffee, I thought about “rvsue and her canine crew.”
This blog has wonderful readers like yourself who encourage me and others, who research the topic of the day and provide information for us, who share their own experiences and stories, who dote on the canine boondockers . . . In short, my readers bring this blog to life! I’ve come to think of this blog as my baby. I nurture it, take care of its daily needs, try to broaden its horizons, bear the occasional hurts, wonder if its behaving when I’m not looking, and, yes, scold it when it’s not!
To stretch the analogy further… When I switched to self-hosting, I agonized as if sending a kid off to college! Ha!
Thank you for the praise, Jeri. It’s a great way to start my day.
Still love your blog…you go girl…:)
You know me, Jan . . . This girl keeps going and going and going . . .
Hi Sue,
Another beautiful camp. I know you are enjoying it. I’ve been away from the internet for a few days while working on a story and seems I missed a little excitement around your place. I admire your professional manner in dealing with some of the posts. Keep up the good work and be safe.
Thanks, Dave. Once in a while I like to throw a little kerosene on the fire, so to speak. 🙂 Glad you came back here.
I just posted a comment to your previous post – a little late to the party, it seems like 🙂
Anyway, as always you have found another beautiful spot to live for awhile. I just love being in a wooded area, especially so close to water, as you seem to be here.
I just love it when people are helpful and friendly when asking for suggestions. When my mother and I went to England in 2000, sometimes we would stop at a town’s tourist information center and ask for recommendations for places to stay the following night. They never steered us wrong, and some would even call ahead and make reservations for us.
Hi Cari…
I’ll go back and read your comment under the previous post.
It is wonderful to encounter people who are genuinely happy to help a stranger, especially a traveler in an unfamiliar place. A smile and some good advice can brighten the entire experience.
The forestry personnel I’ve talked with have been super. I’ve also found “locals” to be helpful, like Bruce at the restaurant/store in Mayfield recently. Most people love to share what they know about the area in which they live.
Cari I had exactly the same experience in England. We only stayed in Bed & Breakfasts (cheaper in England) and got wonderful recommendations from the tourist bureaus… not a bad place in the bunch. Often we would meet the owner at the local train station (we were driving) and be led to the Bed & Breakfast. They weren’t always easy to find. Glad to see another Texan commenting.
I used to be a Mormon and was married in the Manti temple. No longer married and also no longer a Mormon since learning some things I hadn’t known before, such as the ceremony in the Mormon temples is actually a covenant to plural marriage. Do they tell young brides that? No, but it’s in Mormon scripture (Doctrine and Covenants). Manti actually has a lot of polygamists. Yes, Mormons still practice polygamy and it is doctrinal, though since it’s illegal it’s practiced in secret or reserved for the “afterlife”. Lovely scenery! Used to live in Orem/Provo. Graduated from BYU. Love the canyons in that area.
Hello, gypsy chick . . . I do appreciate you sharing your personal experience and knowledge of Mormon culture and doctrine. I suspected polygamy is still practiced, simply by picking up clues such as enormous, newly-constructed homes that look like two homes stuck together.
Thank you for writing.
Sue,
I have followed your postings for a few months, it’s one of the things I look forward to most each day.
I’ve not had an opportunity to read very far back as yet, but have wondered (at the risk of repeating an often asked question) do you ever feel vulnerable or fearful being in such remote areas?
If ever given the opportunity I think RV living and boondocking would be so great.
Take it you don’t fish, the streams you have camped by of late look perfect to fly fish.
Thank you for sharing your world!!
T
Hello, Tawanda . . . I don’t think I’ve said it before so I say it now … Welcome to my blog!
Maybe I’m a foolish babe, but to answer your question . . . No, I never feel vulnerable or afraid. I don’t know how I reached this point of feeling secure in my own person, able to deal with whatever comes along. It’s just there. I vaguely remember in the past — before considering a life of full-time vagabonding — consciously fighting down anxiety whenever it arose. Fear is the destroyer of dreams.
I know what you mean by “given the opportunity” but allow me to use your phrase to point out that desire and determination can “make the opportunity.”
I don’t fish anymore, but I enjoy watching someone else fly fish. It’s a thing of beauty when done well.
Thanks for taking the time to comment. I hope to hear from you again!
Thank you for the warm welcome.
Currently we are taking care of my parents in our home, moved them here over the past yr. from a few states over, life is wrapped up in all of their needs and a j.o.b. to maintain us. For now I so enjoy living vicariously thru you, thank you for sharing.
You’re welcome, Tawanda. I’m glad to provide an outlet from your busy life which is heavy with responsibilities right now. God bless you and your family.
Sue
You handled the comments better than I would have.
I love the kind of country you are camping in right now ,there is something about the aspens and water that are awesome.
Ron
I know what you mean about aspens and water, Ron. Water speaks to us on a primal level. As for the aspens . . . I’m looking out my window at them right now. One thing that makes them lovely is they look fresh and pure in the landscape with their white bark and yellow-green leaves, little hearts fluttering.
Sue,
You just post your blog the way you feel. It’s sincere and honest, and if some folks are offended or upset, they may choose not to read it. Like you said, it’s entertainment.
I admire your positive attitude, your “can-do” frame of mind, your love of nature and animals. Don’t stop, and don’t feel as if you need to apologize.
Keep on blogging!
Mary in Cuchara (where the aspens are grand)
Hi Mary . . . Sweet comment. Thank you for the encouragement!
Cuchara… I looked it up and read “Cuchara, high in the southern Rockies of Colorado.” Gee, I hope you aren’t having problems with fire where you are.
Love your parenthetical sign-off. 🙂
We have so enjoyed your blog these past 2 years. Through your adventures it has enabled us to feel confident about boondocking ourselves. We took a year preparing to retire, selling the house etc and moving into an RV to full-time a year ago this month. We did see you parked in Borrego Springs in November but did not visit as per your request. Thank you for sharing your life with us. Even though we are in a larger rig we love boondocking and moving onto different places, especially with a large dog. This past year we did not boondock as much as we would have liked but hopefully this year when we go back to the states we will find more interesting places.
Hello, Deb and Ray!
You’re welcome! I’m happy to share my life, especially when doing so helps others.
I’m glad that you wrote about boondocking with a larger rig. It can be done!
Wow what a gorgeous spot you found. I wish I was there right now instead of this hot hot desert.
I really enjoy your blog and all the pictures you post. I love the posts where you give us something to think about, such as “what would you do”. I feel that since it’s your blog, you can write about whatever the heck you want and if someone doesn’t like it, then they can click delete. With as many followers as you have, you will never get us all to agree on anything. It really makes me mad however, when someone such as Terri starts criticizing you and us too. In her last comment she said “you all need to get a life”. Really? Why because we are taking the time to comment and read your post? She did exactly the same thing and even came back again to comment.
Oh well, life goes on and I just wanted to tell you again that I enjoy your blog so much and the way you describe everything. I think you would be a hoot to hang out with!!
Enjoy that gorgeous campsite.
Ginger Las Vegas
Hi Ginger . . . You can count on me writing more blog posts of the same what-would-you-do nature if I come across more situations like that. I think that it’s healthy to consider opposing sides of an issue. It helps to keep us from becoming narrow-minded and mentally sluggish.
I hope readers realize that my doing nothing was not because I have no concern for the environment. And I hope they realize I was happy to see a man spending time with his children. What an impossible situation!
Yes, we ARE enjoying this campsite! I’ve been editing photos this morning and having a great time . . . Thank you for caring about my blog, Ginger
Sue, Don’t wait too long for a what-would-you-do situation to come up. Use one of the following to get the Comment juices flowing if things slow down.
1) What do you do when you see an endangered animal that is eating an endangered plant?
2) If a doctor suddenly had a heart attack while doing surgery, would the other doctors work on the doctor or the patient?
3) If a guy that was about to die in the electric chair had a heart attack should they save him?
4) What happens to an irrisitable force when it hits an immovable object?
5) How old are you before it can be said you died of old age?
6) If there’s an exception to every rule, is there an exception to that rule?
7) What is another word for “thesaurus”?
Hi Sue!
I like it when you present these controversial issues on your blog and look forward to more. It’s what brought me out of lurking in my dark and dreary corner.
Your new campsite looks wonderful and I can’t wait to hear about the discoveries you make while being there. The 110 degree temperatures on the desert right now are brutal and what I wouldn’t give to be in your neck of the woods. AZ Jim is right about the White Mountains in AZ. Plenty of boondocking up there and beautiful country. Meanwhile I’ll live my dream vicariously through you and the crew. Thanks for sharing.
Audrey
You’re welcome, Audrey. Love your name, BTW. I had a precious aunt by that name.
I appreciate the feedback on my occasional posting of “controversial issues.” I was pleased to see so many lurkers come forward and join in the discussion. I hope we will see more of you!
RV Sue, I Love You!!! I rarely comment, but feel compelled to do so after reading all of what has transpired in the last couple of days on this blog. You are, in my opinion, one of the rare and few, highly evolved, individuals that this earth is so sorely in need of. You possess those most important qualities that, I believe, we are here to discover: wisdom, compassion and loving kindness. Thank you for all that you do.
Carol! You make me cry. What a beautiful message to send me.
Do not know if you have any readers from the south. This old Arkie sure enjoys her journey with you, taking me places I never dreamed of going. Thanks ever so much. Reba
My sister Pauline reads my blog and she lives in Mississippi. Does Australia count as south? 🙂