The Desert Has Dangers
Just as my command to STOP reaches his ears, he looks up with a mouthful of prickly Cholla balls that had been laying on the ground near the plant. “NOOOO!” Too late.
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Retired Vagabond
Retired, traveling with my Sidekick Jagger, pursuing the life of a "Retired Vagabond" and blogging about my adventures along the way.
Final Gear Check
Okay, I’ve cooled my heels for a few weeks, and a lot has happened. Jagger and I now find ourselves out in the middle of the desert in Queen Valley, […]
Cold Weather in Our Grand Design
It’s only been four full days since starting the current tank of propane, and the heater is starting to burp, oh there it goes. Out of propane once again. At least it’s 8:00 am, and the Sun is beginning to come up over the trees.
Snowbound in the Coach
After the storm we had on New Year’s day, the temperatures just haven’t got above the freezing point enough to melt the snow and ice.
Happy New Year Let It Snow
First of all, I want to wish each of you a Happy New Year. I know it’s hard to believe another year has passed. Soon Jagger and I will be […]
Merry Christmas
It’s that time of year again. It’ been cool here in the Payson, Arizona area. Snow has been in our forecast several times, but it never materialized. We had a […]
Official Not Hailstorm Damage
Progressive called me last night to let me know they denied my hail damage claim. So far everyone has agreed on one thing, it’s not hail damage. But what then? It is so frustrating.
Baby It’s Cold
I wake to temperatures in the low 30’s which seems the norm here in the Payson, Arizona area this time of year, What was I thinking?
Literally Night and Day Rushmore
Jagger lets out a “quiet bark” and I peep out the drawn shade.
Long Summer Trail Ends
Is it possible Jagger? The holidays are upon us once again. This year is our fifth year traveling “fulltime,” with the trusty Workhorse pulling our Coach.
Pounded by Wyoming Hail
I pull back on the reins, slowing the workhorse down as we enter Reuter Campground, just outside of Sundance, Wyoming. It doesn’t appear this campground has a Host, at least not parked at the entrance. Near the kiosk, I block the road and climb down from the panting Workhorse, walking far enough to see the campsite.
The Headstones Tell A Grim Tale
Looking out on the vast battlefield you can see headstones everywhere. Soldiers, Lakota-Northern Cheyenne, and Arapaho were buried where they fell. Many horses were also lost in the battle that day and are buried in mounds.
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