In May 2013 the original canine crew and I experience a spectacular scenic drive in southern Utah on our way from Bluff to Capitol Reef.
Today’s photos feature our overnight stop at the midpoint. We travel a portion of the Trail of the Ancients and camp at a very small, primitive, BLM campground in the Glen Canyon Recreation Area called Dirty Devil.
The Dirty Devil River snakes through the canyon below the campground, making its way to the Colorado River. Camping fee for seniors with a pass was $3 in 2013.
In today’s post I write about recent activities at our home in southern Arizona. Only one more week until my sister Nancy, my nephew Frank, and Marg arrive!
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Thursday, August 9, in Arizona
Shortly after daybreak Reggie, Roger and I step into the back yard. I’m wearing my nightie and sandals and holding a cup of freshly made coffee.
My gosh, it’s chilly out here!
The storm during the night was powerful and long, passing through stages of lightning, strong winds, hail, and rain. The rain was thunderous on the roof. This morning it’s a different world — calm and quiet with clear, blue sky.
Mike the roofer arrives with a work team of three guys.
They set up a scaffold along the back of the house and carry an air compressor, various tools, lumber, and other supplies from the utility trailer hitched to the truck. Today’s task is to remove and replace the gutters and rotting fascia board.
When the work is well underway, Mike and one of the workers leave for another job. They return in the afternoon.
After a couple weeks of daily highs above 100 degrees . . .
A relatively cool day in the 80s is greatly appreciated. I buzz from one task to another, inside and out, enjoying the background music of drilling, sanding, sawing, nailing, and men talking and joking while they work. Periodically the air compressor wakes up and roars.
All the activity, new people, and new sounds fill Reggie and Roger with happy energy. They stick close by, and, whenever one of the men takes a brief break in the camp chair to drink a bottle of water, his lap immediately receives two flying chihuahuas.
I go out to the Best Little Trailer.
I open up the ceiling vent and turn on the Fantastic Fan. I also open up the windows and close only the screen door. The carpeting on the walls and ceiling feels dry, yet it must not be completely. An odor developed from being closed up overnight so more airing out is called for.
Later I hang the new curtains.
Flouncy-flouncy! I didn’t choose them for that and they’re a bit much at first, until I get used to them.
I chose these curtains for two reasons.
I want white to show through the windows from outside. Not wanting to pay for white-lined curtains (or block that much light), I go for white cafe curtains. I also chose these because they are inexpensive, comparatively, that is.
The waffle-weave pattern is barely visible in the photo (You can see the Waffle Weave Cafe Curtains at Amazon.). My pic does show how the light comes through. People buy these curtains for their kitchen or bathroom because they are waterproof.
Friday, August 10
We are blessed with another “cool” day. I open up the BLT again, turning on the fan. Before breakfast I saw a big limb off one of the mesquites. No longer will I smack my head into it when mowing the lawn!
Later I cut it into smaller lengths with my dull hacksaw and cram the pieces into the back of the Perfect Tow Vehicle. The PTV now has a full load of branches, cardboard, and other large items not suitable for trash pick-up.
Goodbye to the crew and I’m off to the transfer station.
I return home with a feeling of accomplishment. With the PTV empty, I can hose her interior clean. I’ll return the stuff we use when camping to the PTV. That will remove a lot of clutter from the patio area. Nancy is going to need a place for what she describes as “all my crap.”
Nancy is packing and packing and packing. She laments in a recent email, “I’m too sentimental! I have too much stuff!”
I smile at that.
Nancy and I share a few commonalities, yet we are different in many ways, of course.
I don’t attach sentiment to things the way people usually do. That’s okay because it’s a pleasure for me to witness other people enjoying their treasures and keepsakes.
My photos are my treasures.
Look at that magnificent canyon (above) with the Dirty Devil River flowing through it.
I want to be there again someday!
NOTE: To read more about our camp at Dirty Devil Campground, follow this link. At the bottom of the post is a slideshow. Note the improvement in photos from that post to this one, due to better editing. — Sue
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