Memorial Day Weekend
Bridget and Spike have had their breakfast and are in the mood for a nap. I settle them into the Perfect Tow Vehicle and drive us away from our campsite for Nowhere In Particular. (I go there a lot.) I think it’s fun to wander on country roads. I like to see how people live, the crops they grow, the livestock, and, of course, one of my favorite subjects to photograph . . .
Horses!
Redmond, Utah
On the way from camp to Salina, I turn on a two-lane road and cross between flat, green fields.
A few more miles and we’re in Redmond, a small town by a lake.
The lake isn’t very big, not as big as this photo makes it seem. (I don’t know why the photo looks dark. Maybe a cloud blocked the sun.)
Redmond Lake
Families are enjoying their holiday at the lake.
Some are fishing, others have a picnic. A pre-teen girl suns herself on an inflatable raft.
Redmond is a pleasant town.
I sense community pride. . . a playground in the park, tidy homes with lawns clipped, an impressive veterans memorial with flags a-fluttering, no litter, well-tended flower boxes.
The building next to the park
We follow the road past a small airport.
At Route 89 I point the PTV south toward Salina. A few more turns and we’re on another two-lane road taking us across countryside.
A handsome stallion causes me to stop.
I proceed to take photos through the open passenger window.
“Yoo-hoo!”
He looks intently across the adjacent field. It doesn’t take long for his message to be understood.
“Hello, ladies. You’re looking lovely today.”
After a brief hello, the stallion prances and switches his tail. Look at him show off. He knows he’s handsome.
The ladies can’t take their eyes off him. One seems particularly interested.
He’s sweet-talkin’ that filly!
Nuzzle, nuzzle . . .
It seems an understanding has been reached.
Ah, the age-old story of romance . . .
In the side mirror an old pick-up approaches.
It slows and parks next to my window. An elderly gentleman with a very long, grey beard is at the wheel. He looks at me through his truck’s passenger window.
“Is everything all right?” he asks.
“Oh, yes. I’m just looking at these beautiful horses. Thank you,” I respond with a big smile.
He returns the smile, nods his head, and goes on his way.
The holiday weekend passes peacefully.
Each day I talk with Del and Reg, either separately or together, when they stop at the fence on their chicken-check mission. A few more are lost. Del thinks it might be the work of a weasel, as a weasel is more likely than a coyote to wiggle through the fence. He saw one in the area recently.
The chicken count is down to four.
“We shut them up in the coop so we don’t lose any more,” Reg informs me.
“That’s good. If you run out of chickens, I won’t see you guys again,” I jokingly reply.
Late afternoons the crew and I play in the creek.
Spike
Bridget
“Oh, no!” I interrupt this Memorial Day Weekend report!
This is real time. As I’m typing this blog, inserting photos, and writing captions, I hear something behind me. I turn and look out the window.
Someone is trying to back in a long trailer!
Well, we’ve had the three days of Memorial Day weekend with no close neighbors.
The pick-up moves the trailer back and forth while I watch from inside the BLT.
Whew! They’re leaving . . . . Maybe they’ll take that site further up the road.
A peaceful camp next to a lovely creek . . . . This is what I love.
Can you blame me for wanting this all for ourselves?
rvsue
THANKS AGAIN FOR SHOPPING AMAZON THROUGH MY BLOG!
Today’s report from Amazon shows 32 pairs of Keen shoes were ordered during the Memorial Day sale, along with many other products.
I very much appreciate every RVSue shopper.
“Hey there, handsome!”
Beautiful country you are enjoying, love the horses too and oh how nice to see Spike being able to soak again..
Great pictures as always thank you for sharing Sue…
T~
You’re welcome, Tawanda.
I almost feel a need to apologize for being first, had no idea until returning this evening, must admit it feels kinda good tho! 😉
The cordwood cabin is most intriguing and something I have enjoyed learning about, also enjoy hearing about your current neighbors. Weasel came to mind as well when they talked of having them in the cage at night or an opossum maybe, hope they are able to discover the culprit before their chickens are all lost!
You bring a light to this life living currently with the daily duties and routine of caring for parents in their “twilight” years.
Indeed you bring much to many Sue and Crew..
Enjoy!
T~
Tawanda… I appreciate that reminder that my blog does some good other than being full of nonsense and an endless prattle about me and the nutcakes.
You DESERVE to be first!
I second that Tawanda for me taking care of a brother. I can get away, but not for long.
Care-taking can be the most physically and emotionally taxing job on earth, no matter how much you love those you care for.
Thanks Sue for another interesting blog. Just love it by the creek. Beautiful horses and landscape. So glad that trailer didn’t mess up our camp. I want to stay a while longer.
Sue, I am going to say ditto to Jean’s post. My thoughts exactly!
Hi, Pauline!
Hi, Jean,
We will stay a few more days and then we’d better leave.
My gosh,what a gorgeous white stallion!Nice to know if you weren’t just admiring horses,but needed help,it was offered,too.Sorry to hear about so many chickens being gone,and hope the remaining four fare better.I ‘m glad parking next to you didn’t work out for those folks,hopefully they found a nice place to ensure their privacy as well as yours.Del and Reg,because they so enhance your making your home there,are neighbors
enough.What a great holiday weekend trip,with the crew and you getting to return to a place the three of you enjoy so much,it’s so nice to see y’all happy!
Hi, weather,
I thought the same thing about the man who stopped to see if everything was okay. That’s small town America the way it should be. If someone stopped alongside me in a big city, I’d probably floor it.
Del and Reg have “enhanced” our stay here. It will be nice to see them again when we come this way in the future.
I hope you are happy, too.
Thanks,I am .There’s a light constant wind here today,full of bird song,steady loud waves and trees of all sorts adding their tones.
Remember waitress shoes,then times of whatever you could afford,then teaching in the kind appropriate to the job you endured
Now Keens that hold up to soaks in the creek.
“I can dress the heavens…and trade velvet skies for the scratchy clothes of mourning.” The wind literally blew my pages and stopped, at that verse just now. Looking at spacious and breath taking skies ,dressed and clad in our favorite things,our gifts to substitute for the harsh times,…oh yeah,way happy,you? 🙂
Yes. What is the quote from?
The Voice translation Isaiah 50vs3
I’m in the top ten. I don’t know if I could stand being first.
It is a lofty position, Ginger. I’m glad you’re here, regardless of rank. 🙂
Well I’m glad you had a lovely weekend. That stallion is quite a looker. I’m still trying to find a surgeon in Newport beach who will do my surgery. I’m starting to despair and wonder if I’ll ever get this sorted out. Other than that, we had a barbecue yesterday. I made baked beans and potato salad. Then, as I was walking to the table with my loaded plate, my knee buckled and my food went flying and down I went. Twisted my ankle and skinned my knee. Fortunately I landed onthe bad knee, not the good one. Spent the rest of the night icing. But most of my swelling is gone, so it helped. Could have been much worse. But I need to get the darn thing replaced!
Ordered a pair of flip flops…they look like good ones with arch support. I have trouble buckling and tying shoes now, and I figure after surgery I won’t be able to do that for awhile. So a good pair of thongs seemed like a good idea.
Maybe you should bring those chickens home with you to spend the night? Of course now that the crew eats raw, they might take an improper interest.
Oh, Ginger. I’m sorry that happened. Between the fall and not finding the surgeon, I can see why you’d be frustrated.
Thank you for ordering through my blog. I saw the flip-flops on the report.
Can’t help but ask… What happened to the baked beans and potato salad?
Hahaha! I made big pans of each and they weren’t in my hands…just my plate. But I didn’t want to deal with leftovers so I left the pans in the clubhouse fridge. Maybe I will pick up today. The other problem though is that many of the surgeons have rules about weight, and I am 20 lbs over. So maybe I should pitch the stuff!
Wait a minute! Newport Beach? I thought you were in Tucson… oh, that’s where your sister lives?
A girlfriend lives there who is willing to help me….keep my dog while I am in hospital, drive me to therapy after, etc. I haven’t been able to figure out those logistics here in Tucson. I am already scheduled here for June 10th but the surgeon said I had to have help. Still trying to sort this out.
I can see where it would be difficult. Good luck.
most surgeons are affiliated with a hospital,most hospitals have someone that coordinates services,titles vary,-administration,case worker,benefit liason,etc.,one series of phone calls might solve a lot.
Thanks Weather…I have tried going down this path as well. Currently writing on a call back from the woman who is the Travel Coordinator for Hoag Orthopedic Institute. She gave me some doctors names to contact but when I contact their office, the office personnel act like they have never heard of her. I suspect this is more an office personnel problem than doctor problem, but I haven’t figured out how to breakthrough that. The travel coordinators job is supposedly to assist out of state patients getting set up. Haven’t seen much help yet but I’m hanging in.
Called arise # listed on line ,found Tucson’s sun shuttle dial a ride is reached by calling 520 792 9222 and asking to be transferred to dial a ride.to be eligible to use the service you apply for an ADA card by calling520 791 5041.worth a try 🙂
Thanks again. Did that too. Applications in the mail. However, they take 21 days to process. I might be too late for this to help much. My surgery date is June 10th. But I’ll submit the app and see what happens.
eastside neighbors volunteer program 520 245 4729 drives to appts.,dog walks,helps w/errands,etc.If they aren’t close enough,they’ll probably know who is,I’m in ny but willing people are there,we just have to find them.
Ginger, I might have a hint for you. I had a wonderful orthepedic (sp?) surgeon who replaced both of my knees. He told me that he could prescribe a very expensive pain reliever that would also reduce the swelling or he could recommend that I go to the grocery and buy the spice called Tumeric! I chose the spice called Tumeric !! I still take it and so does Chuck. Two sized “00” capsules (which you can purchase from Sue’s link on Amazon) and it helps us and our aches and pains more than you can believe! Google tumeric and see for yourself!
Geri… Did you mean 1000 mg.? Here’s a link:
Eden Pond Turmeric Curcumin, 1000mg in Two Daily Capsules, 120 Caps
Let us know if these capsules are similar to what you take.
Actually, these are a good idea! A bit more expensive than what we do, but we may buy these next time! We fill our own “00” capsules and save a bit of $$$ that way but we have no idea how many mgs of tumeric we are getting by doing in this way! So buying the prepared capsules might be wiser!
Note: If you want to fill your own capsules, please use the Amazon search box in the sidebar to find “Now Foods Gel Capsules.” Sue
Thank you so much for this information. Hubby is having horrific pain from his back and arm right now. Seeing a chiropractor…but may need more intensive care. Tumeric would certainly be worth a try…it does make our homemade chili taste yummy too.
Elizabeth, make sure you tell your hubby that it takes about 2 weeks to realize you are feeling less pain. Homeopathic medicines take a bit longer but they are worth the wait! I felt better in less than a week, but it took Chuck 2-3 weeks to notice the difference! He swears by it now!
Thank you so much…we do understand it can take awhile for more natural things to work. He has been able to keep most of his arthritic pain away by taking apple cider vinegar pills every day. But this virus we got in March has thrown us for a loop…all our former injuries are raging mad…in some cases seems as much pain nearly as with the original injury. Weirdest thing. But we have heard via chiropractor and emergency clinic doc that is what they were hearing from other patients too. It began as a very bad respiratory thing, then merged into this other horrid pain thing. I am not as bad off as hubby, but would welcome some relief too. Do you know if it might interfere with diabetic meds or high blood pressure meds?
Elizabeth, I cannot even attempt to play doctor and I suggest to you all to all other folks considering the use of turmeric that IF you have OTHER medical situations and taking OTHER prescription drugs, PLEASE consult your doctor before you give it a try!
It is never a good thing to mix over the counter meds with prescription meds unless you speak to your doctor first!
Yes, understood…thanks. I have been trying to cook with it more…but that is not quite like taking it everyday either.
Yes I am aware of it. Have taken it before. I’ll get some.
Spring has finally sprung here in Ohio and things are looking good here, but I still wish I was there with you and the crew in “Nowhere in Particular”. Utah rarely tops anyone’s list of places to go, but it should. What a gorgeous state!
That stallion seems to be separated from the “ladies” by a fence in the first few photos, but then your last photo shows them together. You didn’t have something to do with bringing them together now, did ya Sue? Fess up!
At long last, spring arrives in Ohio! Yippee!
Hi, Cherie . . . If you look closely, you can see the fence wire. The black tail belongs to another horse in with the white horse. No, I wouldn’t let that stallion get to those “ladies.” I’m afraid the innocent romance would turn into something X-rated!
As a matter of fact, when you said, “He’s sweet-talkin’ that filly,” I read it as “He’s sweet-talking filthy.” (I’m kinda tired tonight.)
They don’t lock up their chickens in the coop at night?? Mine get locked up every night! We actually have a door with a timer so when the chickens go inside at night it closes automatically. It opens up in the morning to let them out also. I tried to free range and lost all my chickens within 6 months. They definitely need to be tucked in for the night.
Hi, Terri,
They aren’t free range chickens. They have a pen connected to their coop.
Hi Sue and Crew. I didn’t comment until I caught up with all your posts. You had me cracking up with the people with the generator and Bridget; and she does have a cute hiney. We finally got that get-away and all we had was sunshine, ocean air and birds singing in the morning. It’s sad not everyone will just simply enjoy the great outdoors! Once again beautiful pictures, I love flowers; especially yellow ones. Looking forward to our next pretty camp, stay safe and happy travels!
Ooh, I bet that ocean air was nice. I’m glad you had good weather.
Thanks, GypsyPurl, re: the photos and for all the positive feedback. I like to learn that a reader got a laugh out of my blog.
Have fun planning your next camp!
The horses are beautiful! Your narrative was a hoot…thanks:)
John and I mentioned you and the crew on our hike the other day. We saw a couple with two big dogs and one was soaking just like Spike. I said to John that that scene reminded me of Spike. Of course, the “Bridget” dog was sitting on the side of the creek. It was very cute.
Glad that Airstream moved on!
Spike is becoming so famous that maybe there will be a day when people say to their dogs when near water something like, “C’mon, Bingo. Go in for your spike” or “Look at Ratso! He’s spiking!”
You know, like everyone says kleenex instead of facial tissue and jello instead of flavored gelatin. 🙂
I will have to remember that! I think I like, “He’s Spiking!” Haha!
Ha, mind power sent the long trailer to another site 🙂
(After all, out in the country there is usually enough room to spread out.)
Pretty country! I was in the Beaver/Fish Lake Nat’l Forest, Utah, area last spring and I also noted how the small towns showed pride and care. Post office was friendly too 🙂 And lots of nice shade trees on the town streets. Nice to see the photos from your jaunt.
Hi, Pen,
You described many of the small towns in Utah. I feel like I’m in Leave It To Beaver Land.
Can mind power penetrate aluminum? Isn’t that why WE wear aluminum foil hats? 🙂
It’s not the aluminum. It’s the special design of the hat, the magic triangle and all that. 😉
I JUST KNEW it was something like this! I wonder if the magic triangle aspect would work in the Bermuda Triangle? Probably just too much triangulation!! LOL!!
Hi, Sue….Those horses are beauties! Glad that the big trailer had issues with that site and had to move. You and the Crew will be able to enjoy your remaing days at your site in peace – yeah!
I took a drive yesterday to Williamsburg VA…. just for a change of scenery. After I got off the highway and onto a secondary, scenic road, I saw lots of trailers in tow. Wonder where their adventures will take them? All of the trailers were stickies…no eggs yet. I hope to see a Casita and an Escape in person soon! Looking at websites and seeing a trailer in person can be eye opening. I thought I knew what my future trailer would be…until I saw that particular model at an RV show. :-I
Have a good evening, Sue. Thank you for sharing your adventures to nowhere in particular…you always find something spectacular to share with us. 😀
You have a good evening, too, Denise.
Yes, it helps to look at the real thing before you buy. I took a big chance, but it worked out happily.
Years ago, along a full-time stream, my dad had chickens. But a weasel or badger one put him out of business…along towards the time he was almost out of chickens, he just left them loose. The ones who roosted high in trees lived. But eventually as they grew old, there was no longer any there (no hen could roost on her nest on the ground either). He liked them around for “bug control”. Later 3 peacocks came and stayed a few years. It is not easy keeping your critters live from the predators.
As to the sandals…having never had a pair…if you were to order the wrong size, could you return them you think? Maybe I will try some one day. I am so hard to fit I generally never buy shoes online, unless I have gotten a pair someplace that I have tried on. Like Klogs.
Hi, Elizabeth,
Thanks for the order! Yes, you can return your shoes. No problem. Use the same box.
When ordering “closed” shoes from Keens, like my trail shoes, it seems that a half-size larger than usual gives a good fit. My Keen sandals, however, are my usual size and they fit perfectly. I ordered my usual size for these slip-on sandals.
Hope yours fit and mine, too!
I have not gotten a pair just yet, Sue…need to wait a bit for more pesos in the bank…and then I have to investigate more cause I need wide size…and at least some I looked at only came in medium…all the years mostly barefoot have caught up with me!! I will let you know…and will order via your site as you told us about them. They LOOK so cute and wearable!!
Hmmm….are you sure the nut cakes were in the mood for a nap, or were YOU in the mood for them to take a nap, thus the road trip?? 😀 Reminds me of parents doing the same thing to their young’uns….
Seems to me that when you went through Utah last year, you made similar comments about the towns you visited-‘small town America’. Somehow I’ve got a feeling you’ll end up in Utah somewhere, when you finally settle. 😉
And I was worried there for a minute, with that title. Thought we were going to have some interesting photos!!
Hi, Ladybug,
Oh yeah, the old take-’em-for-a-ride-to-put-them-to-sleep trick. Unfortunately it doesn’t work on Bridget. If she wants to whine and fuss, that’s what she’ll do!
I did make similar comments about the towns of Loa and Bicknell, west of Capitol Reef NP. Clean and tidy towns. Pretty houses. Vegetable and flower gardens. Mowed lawns. Painted fences. Normal-looking children. . . no purple hair, no pants drooping on their butts. (Ha!)
About the title…. Ladybug! That’s where your mind goes? 🙂
Not my fault! One of the hazards of having been a truck-driver. 😉
Sue,if the only traveling I ever get to do is through your blog,I will consider myself blessed to have seen Our country through your eyes and camera lens.Thank you for showing exactly what I would search out…Thank you. Vada in Dublin,Texas
You’re most welcome, vada. That has to be one of the nicest comments I’ve ever received on this blog. I’m happy to have you riding with me and the crew!
My guess was a weasel as the culprit. I am wondering how Del/Reg refill those water tanks that are up on that container. Is the water gravity fed into the cabin? I am making progress on setting up my one-room cabin and a container for storage. Not in the woods like I would like but the desert is nice too.
No longer have a horse but enjoy seeing them in photos or in the flesh.
You know, WickedLady? That’s an excellent question. I’ll try to remember to ask. He might have said something about a pump, but I don’t remember.
BTW, Del told me today that they do have a shower! On the back side of the storage container (which he called a conex), there is a gravity-fed shower head. He invited me to use it, but warned me there isn’t any privacy! They haven’t got around to putting up privacy screens. He also mentioned that the water in those black tanks is quite warm in the summer, making an enjoyable shower.
Love the horse photos. A few years ago I had the chance to visit Dinosaur National Park in Colorado. In about the same area is Maybell, CO where you can find Sand Wash Basin Wild Horses Herd Management Area and its BLM land. At the time I did not know about camping on BLM land otherwise I would have. After finding it I drove into the area, the roads are not paved, looking for wild horses. A mile or two in I looked to my left and saw one wild horse….I was so excited. There was a side road that went down a little hill so I pulled off and drove down it to get a better photo him. To my surprise there was a small pond with a herd of wild horses in and around it. I stopped so I wasn’ too close and just watched them. Took tons of photos. After about an hour, I watched 3 more come over the hill. They started interacting with each other. Two of them ran up to each other and just stopped nose to nose and stood there like that for a while. I wish I knew what they were saying to each other. I watched two others rear up against each other…..teeth showing. I couldn’t tell if they were angry with each other or playing. It was a very hot day and they played in the water. I stayed there for hours until they started moving out and over the crest of the hill. It was a very memorable day for me. And not another sole around!
I hope Del and Reg find out what is attacking their chickens before they have none left.
That was a very long trailer. Glad that they were able to turn around and find another site.
Have a great evening!
Hi, Deb,
Don’t you love it when things like the wild horses at the watering hole occur, at the right time, when you’re there? I would’ve LOVED to seen that. You were very fortunate.
I can’t quite figure out the people with the trailer. The PTV and the BLT are both visible from the main road, without turning in here. I don’t know why they didn’t keep the trailer on the main road and walk in here to evaluate the size and lay of the land. Instead they haul that long rig in here, causing them to finagle the trailer back and forth and to drive over the brush in order to get out of here.
Oh well. Not my business. They left. I wish them well.
You have a great evening, too!
As I was leaving the campground yesterday a Casita was pulling in. I almost yelled out my window to the couple, “Hey, do you follow RV Sue?!” I get all excited, and wrongly assume all Casita owners would automatically know what in the world I’m yakking about.
Hi, Crystal,
I’m chuckling at your comment. It’s like being a follower of RVSue automatically creates a kinship with any of the rest of my followers.
It’s nice that you thought of me.
**************ALERT************ CLINGER*************ALERT
Thank goodness they moved on!
We are fed up with CLINGERS!
We pulled up stakes and headed to PRIVATE property by invitation of course, and will no longer deal with CLINGERS for several weeks.
The last CLINGERS came in pairs, park on each side of us and they had a good two blocks of open space they could have had, but no, they came to us. One CLINGER told me she needs internet service and saw that I had an antenna and would like to borrow my internet wifi for a few hours to do some work. YEP, this took the pie and the ice cream and my friggin fork!
I was nice. I told her $400 fee and $599 deposit and only good for one hour! The look I got was not good.
In went the awnings, the engine started, and the toad hooked up and before long, like 15 minutes, we was moseying down the road. ENOUGH CLINGER ATTACKS for me.
SO, off to private land now.
Good luck in dodging CLINGERS!
Oh, Kay… That does take the cake. It takes the whole dang bakery! Good for you for stating your fee. And, of course, YOU get the dirty look, not an “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize. . . ” or something to that effect.
I remember we talked about Clingers a while back. It was when the crew and I camped along the Tieton River in Washington and our new friend, Danny, was camped overlooking the river. Clingers came, camped right next to him, asked him to watch their trailer while they were gone (They left the dog inside), ran the generator all day, even when gone. Danny gave up that beautiful site to get away from them. Clingers have no clue!
We need to make up some CLINGER badges. When a Clinger comes along, instead of “Here’s your sign,” it’s “Here’s your badge.”
I’m sorry you had that happen, Kay. It’s hard not to have it sour the day. I’m glad you are on private land and won’t have to put up with that again anytime soon.
I’m working a CLINGER website. I am still SHOCKED at her request. Stupid me was so shocked that I was not thinking right. I SHOULD have taken a picture of her, their rig and post them everywhere. But, I was super duper PO’d.
Some people just have no fears, manners, or ????? it really amazes me. I’m also thinking of having some CRAB stickers made for the RV. Maybe if those CLINGERS see a CRAB design on my RV. Maybe that would keep them away, my TB poster didn’t phase her.
But, the good news is this…. we are boondocked in the middle of a HUGE amount of land, nothing near us for at least 5 miles in either direction, great 5 bar service, and … and…. there is GATE with a combo lock a few miles back that gets you where I be, so now I can (if I wanted too) sit outside naaa kkkkidddd….. hell, I may not get dressed for a few days at this place… I can truly veg out and enjoy QUIET time. Watch the wildlife, the kind with 4 legs. Least they don’t come with rigs and needing my internet service!
This comment isn’t about Clingers, but about people walking through your space/site while in a campground. I’m not yet retired, so for weekends I frequent a large COE area with 5 campgrounds and many lakefront sites. I plan in advance, and reserve 6 months ahead so that I can get those prime sites by the water. I realize Memorial Day weekend is full of….well, I’ll be nice and cut that description short. I was prepared for people cutting through my site between camp pads to get to the water to fish, or where their boat may be tied to a tree. However, after about the 3rd trip of people cutting BETWEEN my camper and tow vehicle, that was it! How rude! It upset my dogs, and the elderly one on heart meds doesn’t need that excitement. To remedy that, I put my bike between the Jeep and T@B to block their path.
Monday morning my lakefront neighbors all pulled out except one (they were all together). Soooo when the folks come down to fish or boat, what do they do? Yep, walk between my picnic table and fire ring instead of using 1 of 6 completely empty sites for their path to the water.
Our country is raising a bunch of clueless, self-centered people, and it’s only getting worse.
Well, now that I’ve cheered you all up with a happy post, have a great day!
You’re so right, Our country is raising a bunch of clueless, self-centered people AND it IS getting worse.
The both times, we were parked on an old abandoned parking lot. It was at least 4 blocks square if not more.
I was parked at least two blocks away from the closes rig. Older couple in guessing late 60’s rolled in, parked 4 feet from my slides. The last couple was in their 50’s I would guess, their friends about the same age, each parked on each side of me. There was at least 2 blocks between me and the closest rig. Nope, they came to me because of my Wilson antenna and wanting to use my internet.
These people… were raised in decades where people were taught to respect others, yet, they practice today’s youths poor habits and manners. So, I conclude…. during those “respect lessons” of youth.
It’s no wonder more and more people are creating themselves a very portable lifestyle in this country.
Everyone have a super great day, I am going to lounge around with peach iced tea in a quiet, unpopulated field!
Crystal and Kay. . . I’ve seen the behaviors you described. It’s appalling.
Pretty sad ladies…I remember how things were when I was growing up and I sometimes fail to see how things today are “better”?? I rather enjoyed being treated like a lady, even as a little girl. And you are right, people in our generation who WERE taught better, seem often not to remember. Good manners are so helpful towards living peacefully. The RV lifestyle is appealing because you CAN get away from bothersome people at least.
Cutting thru other peoples campsites is THE most discourteous thing fellow campers can do. A friend of mine got fed up and strung yellow caution tape across his site and the morons got the hint!
We like to call them ‘mutants.’ 🙂
A guy did that at a state park near where I live. Made the ranger mad and he made him take it down. It’s one of those things that the more you notice, the more it happens, the more angry you become. I decided to not let it ruin my weekend, but GRRRR
Can’t blame you a bit! 32 pairs of keens……a trend has started…RVSue’ s blogorinos all wear Keens. Like Birkenstocks are to Berkeley CA.
The horses are so cute! Love your description of their courtship. Glad you and the crew are enjoying life!!!!! Rock on desert woman!
Homeward bound at last! There’s a sweet puppy waiting for you. Have a smooth flight, Cindy.
Loved the last shot, great picture of the horses! Such a peaceful weekend for you guys. Just wanted to let you know how much I enjoyed the Cord House, and the father and son. Hope they don’t lose anymore chickens. They really did an awesome well planned build job. I had never seen anything like it.
Well enjoy your stay in such a lovely place Sue. Take Care.
Thank you, Diane. I hope you are enjoying the Blue Ridge Mountains.
The cordwood house is neat, isn’t it. I was excited to post the photos and describe it here on the blog. I knew it would be an interesting topic.
Have a good evening!
Tell Dell and Reg their chicken thief is more likely a Gray Fox. Im not a fur trapper any more, but chickens are some of the most delilcious items on the menu for Foxes and Bob cats, They should talk to the fish and game people and have a state trapper come out and thin the population, up here where I live in Eastern Oregon the ranchers are having a hard time with the Wolf population getting out of hand and taking expensive livestock which to a small rancher can wipe you out in todays world.
But it sounds to me like your two buds are not raising for profit and I bet they have names for each and every chicken and that hurts even worse when one turns up missing, I raised chickens as a kid and they all got names, because YES even a chicken has a personality…..call me stupid!…lol
Animals period have personalities if you just spend enough time around them, it’s why a gave up fur trapping during the off season in logging. I used to on weekends in my youth go with my brother in law and his brother on a kill truck (slaughtering business) and do the deed for 4h lambs and beefs and hogs, I couldn’t bear to watch these little kids stand in the house at the window and look out to the barn and know their project was going to get put down and cry, I just hope that they knew that it’s part of the business of raising animals and that’s what 4h taught from (birth to market)
But your buds are more then likely just collecting fresh eggs and those hens would have died of old age, cause they were attached to them. Just like the father son cabin (man cave)…….they need to call a state trapper and have them evaluate whats going on, because these folks really do know how to read sign and are college educated and could help them solve their problems, better fencing etc.
Before I go I have to tell one story lol and it’s the truth I think you might get a chuckle out of. I was hauling chips (wood products) from Susanville back to Klamath Falls and was humming along Eagle lake about 5am and looked to my left and saw a Bald Eagle getting ready for a dive bomb mission not 50 ft. to my left……..this bird was diving and flat flying at 60 mph right outside my truck, he spotted what he was after long before I layed eyes on him. I watched to watch him make his strike so I slowed a bit and let him get a little ahead of me, he kept on his mission and me to his side watching………at now 55 mph……I knew he was gonna get it (fish) that’s why I slowed.
This full grown Eagle dropped his landing gear and snatched a trout so damn big that he dang near got pulled into the water, I slowed even further (pissed )that a damn bird could out fish me, heck this thing weighed (fish) weighed at least 8 lbs. But the Eagle got it and then struggled to gain altitude…lol…the fish is flopping and he’s only got it by one talon, he starts swaying back and forth and is damn near out of control, but worrying so much that im on his ass and I out weigh him by 80,000 lbs
His swaying from the weight of the fish is getting greater….so much so that he’s veering right and looking for a lofty place in a pine and eat his meal still alive and well and flip flopping (the fish) he stomps full right rudder (eagle) and cuts right in front of me, I had to lock it up to miss a mid air collision, I put down a lotta black mark on that road, im laughing so much at the time, I just stopped and kept watching, he lands on a lower bow and between his weight and the fishes it starts flopping up and down he’s holding on to fish with one talon and the bow with the other and not flying anymore, but staring at me while im laughing me head off………..he almost dropped it. I was gonna run over and grab it and take it home if he had. But I put the truck back in motion and left him be to enjoy his hard earned meal.
If any one wonders why Sue takes the backroads it’s because you wont see this kind thing from an interstate. So enjoy what she see’s as I do, only she has her camera handy.
Isn’t there a term for this philosophy, shunpiking?
Yes, that’s it! Coincidentally, my family lived on Shunpike Road when my sisters and I were living at home.
Maybe your childhood address cast your fate (lucky for us)! There’s a retired woman suanneonline, who shunpikes in her Prius, six months at a time from her home in WA state (chickens, husband and all). Maybe you’ve met her?
THAT is an amazing woman…wow, I thought maybe Prius now made a small RV…but no, just the car. Talk about adaptable!! Thanks for sharing this blog.
Amazing, to say the least. Did you read that her husband fought and won kidney cancer and that she lost her teen daughter to brain cancer? And she keeps going and looks for the beauty in our country and makes friends along the way. Amazing, indeed!
Yes, I did read that, Gayle..so understandable why she travels as she does…to escape the pain. I watched and also joined my mom in grieving a brother who was taken from us by a drunk driver many years ago. A mom never “gets over it”…you learn to cope and find ways to be happy. But it is happy with a hole in it too…always. One thing I was glad about for my mom when she got to die…tho I miss her terribly…she is at long last with my brother and others she loved gone ahead (as well as some I miscarried…strange thought they knowing them before I do).
That is quite a story, Robert! Incredible! You told it with flair, bringing us the excitement and astonishment you felt at the time. Your eagle with fish story is like Deb in NJ’s story about the wild horses. That kind of thing can’t be planned. You have to be on the back roads where birds and animals live and do what they do naturally.
Thanks for entertaining us, Robert. Yeah, it would’ve been great if you’d had a camera ready, although maybe you would’ve wrecked the truck!
Wow, amazing story, and where else would I learn about such an experience?Thanks to both you and RVSue!
I’ve been reading a lot of western novels lately (Elmore Leonard, Cormack McCarthy, etc.) and they keep mentioning horse colors. I had to look up roan, grullo, dun and tabiano. I think you might have those in your first photo.
That’s interesting, Al. All but the first word are new to me. More for me to learn …
I’m at my sister’s place, over the hill from Park City, out in farm country. Their neighbors have horses and mules. I took some photos of them this morning, thinking of you.
My readers stretch from Australia to Canada to Mexico to Maine. Where is Park City?
Utah. Ski resort, Sundance Film Festival, etc.
Thanks, Al.
Ah, yes, the romance…..I would have done the same thing if i had been there – made up a story in my head about what was being “said” between the two of them. 🙂 So wonderful to have that beautiful place all to yourself. Can’t blame you for wanting it to yourself. Thanks for the lovely pictures.
You’re welcome, Terri.
Yes, it is tempting to stay here indefinitely. As I’ve often thought and sometimes said, “Just because you can do something, doesn’t mean you should.”
We’ve had our turn here. In a few days we will go and let someone else enjoy this campsite.
32 pairs of Keens! You are quite the trend setter!
Hi, Cathie,
I was quite surprised (and happily so) when I opened up the orders report and saw the list of Keens. My readers paid for my new pair. It’s no wonder I think my blogorinos are great!
Beautiful horses! Great photos! Amazing post Sue! I love travelling with you! Spikey seems to really like his soaks at the creek and might not be ready for you to leave yet!
I really enjoy your posts Sue and we recommend you and your blog to everybody we meet! LOL!
Thanks, Geri! I appreciate you telling people about my blog. I’m returning the favor . . .
Readers: If you’re wondering what it’s like to workkamp at a state park and/or would like to see excellent photos and read interesting, upbeat posts, click on Geri’s name to go to her blog and then bookmark it for regular reading.
Her most recent entry includes a recipe (with a photo) involving chocolate, strawberries, bananas, and marshmallows, cooked over a campfire in cones. Move over, s’mores!
awwwwww shucks! thanks Sue!
That stallion sure knows what to say to keep the ladies interested! So lovely to see them out in the wide open spaces :-). The “problem” with Keens is that they don’t wear out. I love all the colors and style options but just can’t justify more than one closed and one open pair :-). It’s a sweet conundrum……
You’re right about Keens. They do last. For me I “need” three pair… A closed trail shoe, a waterproof sandal that cinches on securely, and a slide sandal.
Oh, and my BearPaw boots to keep my feet warm. 🙂
Hi ya Missy,
The horses grazing in the field is my new desktop. Detta had some extensive surgery on her eye yesterday. She has the “double whammy”, Glaucoma and Macular degeneration. We are hopeful that at least for awhile she might have more vision. I tell her about your travels. She talks about how brave you are to do it alone. Well, off to the doctor for her followup. Keep ’em flying young lady….Hi Spike and Bridget.
Hi, Jim,
Prayers for Detta… May the surgery be an outstanding success!
Clearly, you saw stallion indicators in person that I don’t detect in the photos. But, I’m a microbiologist; this may be the problem.
Hi, GLD,
I can attest that the stallion has his parts. Good ol’ Picasa enlarged the photo so I could take a peek and, yep, I did see “indicators” in person. 🙂
You are more famous than you know Sue. If you have Google reverse image on your right click menu when you select a picture, then right click on Google reverse image, it will come up with your pic on the internet and show it as coming from RV Sue and the canine crew!!! Cool, huh?
https://support.google.com/websearch/answer/1325808?hl=en
I’ll try that, Jim.
I got a surprise when I googled Delmoe Lake. The search results, as usual, showed a selection of photos. “Oh my gosh. There’s Spikey going for a soak!”
Yep! Sure enough several pics of the crew there. What’s cool about the reverse search is you can see a specific photo and if anyone has re-posted it it tells where. Fun!!
I don’t have Google reverse image when I right-click. 🙁
Are you using Firefox browser (I hope)? If so
https://addons.mozilla.org/en-us/firefox/addon/google-reverse-image-search/
Thanks, Jim.
Good morning from the Adirondacks of NY!
Ms Annie Oakley was ecstatic when i arrived!
Let me know when I can send Spike and Bridget’s collar tags and the article on Rusty and Timber. Don’t stay in a place waiting for me…
Enjoy your day!
It must feel good to be home. Annie probably looks bigger to you and cuter than ever!
I’ll give you that new address soon. Thanks.