I was sitting outside in the sunshine enjoying a beverage with my camp mate Jo. As I took a drink a chunk of something poured into my mouth. What the...? I spit it out into my hand. It was a BEE that had crawled into the can! My mind immediately went back two months ago when a bee had stung my hand at the abandoned mine and how painful and discomforting for days afterwards that was, unlike any other bee sting I had ever had. Needless to say I was traumatized thinking of what if that bee had stung my tongue or anywhere inside my mouth. I believe the only thing that prevented my being stung was that it was beer I was drinking and the bee, although still alive was thoroughly inebriated.
Friday, January 18, 2019
Wednesday, January 16, 2019
Monday, January 14, 2019
I went by to fill up on water and a lady pulled in on the other side of me. She was in a small SUV type of car. She may have been in her forties, hard to say as she was all bundled up against the cold. She was heavy-set wearing a heavy coat yet bare foot except for flip-flops. Too cold for me to not have anything on my feet! She was filling a five-gallon bucket with water to do her laundry in. We got to talking.
I learned she had been bedridden for three years, with little or no use of her arms and legs following a traffic accident. She said "I used to exercise, do zumba (sp?) and run 5k runs. You wouldn't know that to look at me now." She would tell her daughters "If I ever get out of this bed, I am making a big life change."
Her prospects never looked too good until she stopped taking the medication the doctors had put her on. Gradually she recovered, became mobile and left that prison in a bed life. She told me she would watch YouTube videos while incapacitated and learned of this life on the road. She packed what she needed in her car and this was the first time she had ever been down here in the desert. She was living out of a tent and so very happy. "I walked five miles yesterday!"
I have heard similar stories about the determental effects of prescribed medications. Someone once told me they didn't trust doctors. "They don't know anything. They don't care. They cause more trouble than they cure. They charge the earth and if you don't get better they blame you for it. After they blind you or cripple you, so that you've got no choice but to sue them, where do you have to go? To a lawyer! And that's worse!"
The lady hefted the five-gallon bucket full of water into her car (remember, less than a year ago she couldn't even lift her leg or arm) and we exchanged good-byes. I wished her the best. She left me inspired for the rest of the day.
Saturday, January 12, 2019
During the month of January this big tent gets erected nearby. As I mentioned in the previous RV Show post, I am usually some miles away when the "circus comes to town". Its not really a circus but I call it that. So this is the first time I have actually got to see the Big Tent. In a couple of weeks in January the tent will be filled with vendors hawking RV gadgets, places to go and a week called the Job Fair where you can apply for seasonal jobs ranging anywhere from camp hosting to working at Amazon outlet centers. Some people need income to live this on-the-road lifestyle. Fortunately I have my pension. I don't want to work. When the tent is open I will try to brave the crowds and get a picture or two for the blog here. Wish me luck.
Thursday, January 10, 2019
Tuesday, January 8, 2019
The month of January there is a big RV show in Quartzsite, Arizona. Usually I am not near any of this but this year I am. I'm curious by nature. There are three big dealers here who have driven in hundreds of RVs from Yuma, Phoenix and wherever else for this show.
I talked with two of the dealers salesman, curious as to how many units they sell making the effort of driving all these RVs here in the first place worthwhile. One told me they sell about 180 units and take in 80 in trade-ins and have 40 salesman on the grounds. The other place said they sell "around 200 with 70% of that figure trade-ins".
I had no idea. Evidently people come in from miles around as the best deals can be had during this show. You can see the prices on some of those big RVs above, well this little four-wheel drive van alone is $112,543.
There is not much room inside. I looked at trailers, fifth-wheels, small RVs and monster RVs.
I grew to appreciate and love what I have all that much more.
Sunday, January 6, 2019
We had a couple nights this past week where the temperature fell to 28 degrees (-2.2C). One of those nights was the first time Beans ever got under the covers with me. Sinbad used to do that all the time. I always worried about him smothering. Usually Beans sleeps on top of my feet or legs. I can't imagine how sleeping on my bony legs can be comfortable. It isn't too much for me. But she does put out some warmth. I'll take that. She's a big cat. Bigger than Sinbad and probably weighs half again as much as did Sinbad. I wish there was some way I could weigh her. I thought of those scales in the grocery store in the fruit and vegetable section. I don't think Beans would tolerate going into the grocery store. The people probably would like it either. "Don't mind me. I'm just weighing my cat."
Friday, January 4, 2019
Notice anything peculiar?
This is the only big container for trash and it is located south of us (three miles) at La Posa South. There are six or seven regular dumpsters behind this big container and they were not over flowing although I have seen it that way once before. The trash trucks still do their rounds on a regular basis despite the shut down. The people here are real good about keeping our public lands clean. You may have read a recent news item about how our National Parks are suffering with trash and human waste matter being left along park roadways, that's if you believe what the news media spits out these days. Really, I cannot imagine people pulling off to the side of the road in the parks going poop and leaving it and toilet paper behind. Maybe tossing a beer can or water bottle out but the other?
There is a regular dump station for RVs to dump their waste tanks at La Posa South. Some RVers have what is referred to as a blue boy. They are 10 or 15 gallon plastic containers with small wheels on them. You hook your waste RV hose to it and when full tow the container behind your car or truck to the blue boy dump. This method prevents you from having to break camp and drive your RV or tow the trailer to the regular dump station. The BLM provides a water tank (below) for you to rinse out your hose with after dumping your blue boy. I don't have to use any of these facilities but go along with my camp mate when she does. The time before I noticed this tank of fresh water half full. I was curious if it was empty due to the shut down and not being refilled. I couldn't see a water line. I thumped on the tank and it sounded full. Hmm...maybe they are filling it. When talking with the guy who was using it while we waited our turn I learned the tank was frozen solid! Yep, that is how cold it has been the last couple of nights. It is warming back up to normal now.