My second week at Saddle Mountain BLM area near Tonopah, AZ passes all too quickly.
The days have developed a pattern. I get out of bed when the sun clears the mountain and lights up the Casita.
I write in the mornings, sometimes for the blog and sometimes for the book. If I start feeling distracted, I take a break outside and practice spinning poi. As new as I am to the hobby, I hit myself with the poi more often than not. After a while, the self-induced flogging is a good incentive to stop and get back to writing.
Lunch happens around noon, a light affair of cheese, meat, and crackers as it’s already getting warm by this point and cooking inside the Casita would make it intolerably hot. Now that I have a working refrigerator again, I have acquired the fixings for salads too.
I read during my lunch break, which might last an hour or so. Then it’s back to writing for another hour or two. Around 3 pm I get online and respond to comments and e-mails, check Facebook, and catch up on the world.
Later in the afternoon when the sun is going down and it starts to cool off, Cherie and Chris and I go on a hike. There is still plenty to see around Saddle Mountain.
Or we go hunting for geocaches, using a phone app to point the way.
This is one of the prettiest places I’ve ever camped. Everywhere I turn there’s another great vista.
All within walking distance. We never see anyone else when out on these excursions.
In some places it’s hard to get a panorama shot, the view just isn’t good enough for a wide enough stretch. I don’t have that problem here.
We usually get back after the sun has set, when it’s almost too dark to see.
For supper I heat something up on the stove. Nothing fancy, I don’t do fancy. Although Cherie does and twice I get invited over. The night I posted that whisking photo on Instagram/Facebook/Twitter it was preparing the batter for chili rellenos. Chili peppers stuffed with cheese and fried in a whipped egg batter, with black beans on the side. Delicious!
And thus the days pass. This is a good balance, we have enough time to work on what we need to do, with the hiking and geocaching as a good break to the day. Chris and Cherie are writing too, working on updating their Mobile Internet Handbook for 2016. I have an earlier edition of the book and it is an excellent resource for RVers.
On my last day, Tuesday the 9th, it’s too hot to hike even late in the afternoon with the sun going down. But as I’m sitting at my computer, a hot air balloon rises over Saddle Mountain out my rear window, wow! We watch it for a good half hour as the winds take the balloon along the range to the south. Better than a TV any day.
Saying goodbye to friends is always hard. Luckily, as an RVer it’s never permanent. On Wednesday I say my ‘until-next-times’ to Cherie and Chris. I’ll miss them, but our paths will cross again one day!
Retracing my steps from two weeks ago, it takes about an hour and a half to get back to Quartzsite on Wednesday. It’s a good thing I got quite a bit of writing done these past two weeks because the next five days I think are going to be pretty busy. I’m trailer number 128 to check in at the 9th annual Fiberglass Rally, a joint effort put on by the heads of several molded fiberglass communities. The owners of the Casita forum and Casita Club are here, as is the lead of the Scamp forum, and the person who started the Fiberglass RV forum.
I’ve been lucky to have the morning to get this post written up, but this is the first time I’ve been able to attend any sort of gathering for Casita owners and after nearly four years of ownership I’m dieing to see what others have done with their “little houses”. People are up and canoodling, and it’s time to get out and join them.
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