Tuesday, May 28, 2019

Ice!

Show Low, AZ, Elks Lodge #2090 - May 24 to 27, 2019

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Ice, the elixir of life. The substance, the glue that pulls together an excellent adult libation. Warm bourbon and soda? Nope! Warm gin and tonic? Nope again! Ice is a staple of life, an absolute requirement.

In our refrigerator, a residential model, we have a spot for an ice maker, but they are problematic and  takes up a lot of room. So instead, we buy our ice, as it is readily available at almost every filling station and certainly every grocery store across the country. Plus , a bag of ice doesn’t have any delicate parts to break like an ice maker.

For the two of us a bag of ice will last about 2 weeks and cost between $2 and $2.50 per bag or about 5 bucks a month.

Uh oh! Looks like the ice situation is getting critical.

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Fortunately we have reserves.

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All is good, the adult beverages shall not go unchilled this evening. Once again, all is calm in Miss Mosey.

Friday, March 15, 2019

It’s not Bryce, but that’s a good thing!

Chiricahua National Mounment March 14, 2019

EJ had been researching things to go see while we waited for Escapades to start. She found that the Chiricahua National Monument was only about 50 miles away. So a ”Road Trip” is in order.

There is still snow on the mountains, so we bring along appropriate clothing.

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Along the way we pass farms and such. Gorgeous view with the mountains as a backdrop.

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At the Chiricahua Visitors center we encounter a troop of older folks that don’t seem to be very well organized. They are slowly meandering around, oblivious to the existence of others, trying to decide who is riding with whom when I overhear one of them saying they didn’t have enough gas to drive to the top of the park AND make it back where they came from. We leave the discussion to go inside and enjoy the displays. When we come back out, all the cars are gone. I wonder if we’ll encounter them again on the way up to the top.

We stop for lunch at one of the parking lots on the way up and are entertained by lots of Mexican Jays. They act like they haven’t eaten in days as they keep an eye out for dropped morsels from our meal.

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Then it’s off to see what we came for. Bryce Canyon is known for it’s Hoodoos and rock formations but it is so packed with people it is difficult to enjoy. While Chiricahua is not as spectacular, it still has amazing colors and formations (and hardly any people, but don’t tell anyone).

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On our outing today we stopped to investigate a cackling noise we had heard from the Elks Lodge in Willcox. I was pretty sure I knew what it was, but I wanted to take EJ to the source as she enjoys natures creatures. I apologize for the fuzzy pictures, but my camera was at max zoom and I didn’t bring a tripod.

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That’s right, they are Sandhill Cranes. We never expected to see them here in the desert. This area is called the Willcox Playa. It is a “dry lake”, the prehistoric Lake Chochise. This is the site of a former Bombing Range, now owned by the Department of Defense and administered by the US Army Corp of Engineers. It is also home to 6,000 to 8,000 Sandhill Cranes that use it as a roosting habitat.

Our time here at Willcox, AZ has come to an end. Now we head to Tucson to participate in the gathering of Escapees from all over the country at the Pima County Fairgrounds. Our route takes us through Las Cruces where RoadsideAmerica.com tells us the worlds largest chili pepper resides.

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Monday, March 11, 2019

Remiss and Tardy Again!

Payson, AZ (sorta) Sharp Creek NFS Campground May 6 to May 19, 2013

Sometimes it is hard putting together a blog.  We are not alone with this struggle. The most common reasons we read for putting it off are “I was having so much fun, I just didn’t have time to blog” or “I didn’t do anything interesting so I didn’t have stuff to blog about.” Well, in my case we are having fun, we are doing interesting stuff, but we just having trouble getting motivated about writing.

Part of it is because when we started this blog, we didn’t want it to be a travelogue, documenting that we drove so many miles today and we saw this or that. When we read blogs, we want to learn about the person or persons writing and how they handle everyday life. That’s why it’s better to write the blog while the day’s events are still fresh in your mind as opposed to trying to recreate the experience days or weeks later. I’m a great procrastinator! So, all those great things  I wanted to blog about are lost in the maze that is my memory never to surface again.

So why am I writing today? Well, here we sit in the Aphache-Sitgreaves National Forest enduring our 4th or 5th day of rain. It’s gotten to the point that Gabby (the younger cat) is swatting at rain rivulets on the windows and EJ is dancing around the motorhome like a ballerina. I need a mental distraction so I thought “Why not put together a blog?”. Please don’t expect much, as this will be a series of brain burps while I ineptly attempt to recreate the last 2 and a half months.

Starting back in San Angelo, TX in preparation for leaving after a 4 month stay I had one last project to wrap up. We have a Tire Pressure Management System (TPMS) and it has really been a huge disappointment. It only has two jobs. 1) to warn if the pressure in a tire goes too high or too low and 2) to keep an eye on the tire temperature. Out of the 10 tires we have (6 on the motorhome and 4 on the car) It normally only gives readings for 3 or 4 of the 10 tires. We even installed a signal booster, but it doesn’t help at all. But I dutifully did the maintenance and put in new batteries and lubricated the seals to prevent water intrusion.

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It didn’t help. There is still no signal reaching the receiver from 6 of the sending units on the tires. BAH! Well, the system is 8 years old, maybe technology has improved by now. Maybe it’s time to invest in a new TPMS system. It sure would be nice to keep an eye on the tire pressures as we are going down the road.

Our preparations were finally complete and it was time to head on down the road. But, we have been to West Texas many times, and it was plain boring driving the same roads again and again then stopping at the same overnight spots again and again. We needed to shake things up a bit and try something different. So we started researching some small West Texas towns to see what they had to offer.

I had been hearing stories of a WWII bomber base in West Texas and I wanted to check it out. Pinning down a location was interesting because the old bomber base was in one town and the museum for it was in another. And what really piqued my interest was the informal name of the base. Rattlesnake Bomber Base. Turns out the base, even though no longer in use, is off limits. So to the museum it is!

Rattlesnake Bomber Base Museum Entrance

The museum itself is in Monahans, TX while the actual bomber base is in Pyote, TX about 20 miles away. The bomber base was named for the many rattlesnake dens discovered during construction. At one time this was the largest bomber base in the United States. After the war it was used as a storage facility and is where the Enola Gay (the plane that dropped the first atomic bomb on Japan) was stored.

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At one time 100’s of B-29s were stored here before they were scrapped. The West Texas environment was thought to be conducive for long term storage.

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And vicariously Frank got to pretend he was dodging strafe and shooting “bad guys”.

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Outside the museum was a huge concrete “hole” or as they called it, a “tank”.

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Working around the clock for 90 days men and mules hauled material and built this huge concrete structure. Supposedly the bottom of the structure could hold 5 football fields. “Why was this built?” you ask. In the 1920s Shell Oil Company had discovered oil deposits in West Texas that when tapped, were free flowing 500 barrels a day. During those days there was no infrastructure to easily transport the  oil to market so they built this huge tank to store the oil. Over the tank they built a wooden roof covered with tar paper to protect the oil from the elements. While this all seemed like a good idea, it really wasn’t. The concrete was poured in sections, which meant it had seams that allowed the oil leak out. Also the dry Texas weather meant accelerated evaporation causing even more oil to be lost. Between these two problems enough oil was lost to make the whole venture unprofitable. In 1929 all of the oil was pumped out and shipped to Oklahoma to be refined. In the 1930s Shell abandoned it. In all that time the tank had only been filled to capacity once.

A later attempt was made to use it as a huge water park. Water wells were drilled, the tank filled, and even water skiing exhibition teams were hired. But it encountered the same leakage and evaporation problems. The water park was open a single day before it too, was closed and abandoned.

Next it’s on to Wink, TX. Where in the heck is that you say? It’s 7 miles from Kermit, 22 miles from Wickett, 31 miles from Notrees, and 40 miles from Pecos. Didn’t help much, huh? Let’s just say it’s in the middle of nowhere out in the oil patch.

Love Hurts, Blue Bayou, Pretty Woman, Crying, It’s Over, Only The Lonely, and I Drove All Night. All songs by the Wink Hometown Boy, Roy Orbison. Roy Orbison was actual born in Vernon, TX but grew up here in Wink. Roy’s songs were big hits in the USA, Britain, Germany and Australia.

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Wink, TX is home to the Roy Orbison Museum. It’s a small but interesting collection with people visiting from all the world just because they are big Roy Orbison fans. One interesting tidbit about Roy’s dark glasses. He wasn’t blind, as some thought. He simply left his regular prescription glasses on a plane on his way to a performance and had to wear his sunglasses. Since Roy was shy and uncomfortable performing on stage he found that the sunglasses acted as a shield between the audience and himself. It made him feel more at ease and he wore them from then on. On December 6, 1988 Roy died at the young age of 52 in Hendersonville, Tennessee of a heart attack.

Below EJ crooning with the “Big O”  and trying on his sunglasses.

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You all know about my aversion to large crowds but EJ and I decided to push our comfort zone a lot and go see what an Escapees Rally was all about. With only 3 or 4 weeks to the event we were surprised to find that space to attend the event was still available. So we signed up, paid our funds and wondered what we had just done. But we figured that for 5 days we could endure most anything.

There were two reasons we wanted to attend Escapades. 1) We wanted to see what all the hoopla was all about. Whenever we met an Escapee member they always told us we just had to go to an Escapade. 2) According to the published schedule, it looked like there were quite a few seminars we would be interested in attending.

Because we would be dry camping for 7 days (we were arriving early and leaving late) we needed to position Miss Mosey to be able to dump and fill on the day we were to arrive at the Pima County Fairgrounds where Escapades was being held.

We tried to get into the Escapees Park in Benson, AZ but it was booked solid, so we ended up staying at the Elks Lodge in Wilcox, AZ about 70 miles to the east of the Fairgrounds. We spent 5 days there doing laundry and exploring.

While we were there, the winds from Texas continued to follow us and we spent several days with the slides in on one side of Miss Mosey. With the windward slides out, the toppers flapped unmercifully in the unrelenting winds. Rather than worry about the fabric ripping to shreds, it was much more calming (and quiet) to cope with reduced living space for a few days.

More about Escapade in the next popst.



Monday, February 25, 2019

Another Milestone

San Angelo, TX Concho Pearl RV Estates February 24, 2019

Another birthday has come and gone. I don’t feel any older today than I did yesterday (well maybe a little). I do have a few more medical hiccups than I did a year ago. I have discovered one thing though, I am impressed by a lot less stuff than I used to be. But as long as EJ is by my side, the weather is nice and there is a great view, I doubt that life could be any better.

EJ and I really don’t want to gain any more weight, meaning we try to manage portion size and our sweets intake. So we started the tradition of birthday cupcakes instead of birthday cakes. And as the years go by, it decreases the potential fire hazard too. (I mean you can only stuff so many candles on a cupcake)

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And Gabby, my lil’ buddy, had to be right in the middle of things.

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Then EJ took me out on one of my favorite hobbies. Hunting for stuff other people have hidden, also known as geocaching. We have encountered some clever hides, such as a cache disguised as a bolt on a sign, or an official looking post that is the cache or an electrical cover on a light pole that hides the cache. Here in San Angelo though, you have to be tough because you  are fighting thorny bushes, goats head stickers and the occasional snake. Here is EJ holding one of the treasures we found on my birthday.

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After a vigorous afternoon of hunting geocaches EJ took me to one of our favorite watering holes for a great big honking monster top shelf margarita.

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Here’s to another great year!

Monday, February 18, 2019

North San Angelo Report

Feburary 17, 2014

Howdy partners! We’ve been in San Angelo so long we are starting to look like the locals.

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It’s been almost 4 months since we arrived here and we have really enjoyed having the opportunity to spend this time with Dad. Miss Mosey has been stationary for too long so we’ll be leaving the first week in March. Dad is in much better health now and has given us the OK to continue our travels.

We’ve had a great time visiting with Dad. Here is  a view at dusk from his apartment.

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His lofty digs have allowed us to watch the drama that unfolds in the neighborhood. One morning on our way to see him, Rio Concho Drive, the road that goes by the front of his building, was narrowed to one lane of traffic. A Cadillac had run off the road and plunged into the Concho River. Once we got upstairs we were able to watch them remove the car from the water.

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My sister and her husband came over from California for a visit and Dad invited all of us to the Valentines Day Dinner the Manor ( apartment building where Dad lives) was hosting.

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The table setting..

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And my sister Fran and her husband Gary.

Valentine with Frank and Gary

Meanwhile back at the RV one morning we woke up to frozen rain creating an icy mess.

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We even had a double rainbow following one afternoon rainstorm.

Double Rainbow over Pearl of the Concho

Least you think it’s been all fun and games, Miss Mosey has needed her share of attention too. Some of the drip guards on the windows had taken flight (disappeared) and several more were in the process of vanishing. One afternoon was spent cleaning and replacing those varmints.

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It’s vitally important to go over your RV on a regular basis tightening things, replacing things that fall off and just generally making sure everything is still working the way it is supposed too. During one such scrutiny I noticed that a front shock had decided to disassemble itself. This was rather irritating as the shocks were barely a year old. So I ordered a replacement from Shock Warehouse. This is what a shock is not supposed to look like.

Broken Front Shock

I hate to say it, but the water here is San Angelo is terrible. One day shortly after we arrived I washed the front of Miss Mosey to get rid of all the bugs. The film and hard water deposits left behind took two days to clean off. Needless to say we haven’t washed her since and she is beginning to look a little ratty. I hope we find some soft water soon.  But, that hard water has also been rough on our water filters. So far we have replaced the whole “house” water filter and the under sink drinking water filter. The drinking water faucet had been running slower and slower. A new filter fixed that right up.

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We have managed to squeeze in a few walks and some geocaching. On one geocaching outing we met a police officer that was practicing with a drone. He said the fold up Mavic drone was his personal favorite. Here he using a stick on landing pad to keep the dirt and small rocks away from the drone as it takes off and lands.

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A walk along the Concho River revealed some of the local artwork.

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We even managed to find a local coffee shop that made fantastic mochas. Try Strango’s if your ever in town.

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And EJ has even had time to experiment with her new 3 QT Instant Pot.

Instant Pot Dinner

Another project we’ve been dabbling with as time allows is creating a map of potential boondocking/low cost camping locations. EJ watches the Boondocking Facebook groups and whenever she finds a spot that looks promising we add it to the map. I’ve been doing google searches and reading blogs looking for boondocking sites also. The main criteria is that it has to be big rig accessible. The map also includes city, county, and utility parks that may or may not have hookups that may be free or use a donation system. The idea being that as camp sites are getting harder and harder to find as more and more RVs are on the road having these locations in our back pocket will be a big help.

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Well, time to wrap this up as I’ve gotten a little long winded. Our next “planned” adventure will be in Quartzite Arizona where we will be attending the RV-Dreams Boondocking Rally March 24 to 31, 2019.

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Stay warm!!