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.
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.
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 […]
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 […]
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.
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?
Jagger lets out a “quiet bark” and I peep out the drawn shade.
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.
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.
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.
Remember my friend of many years, Sydney, who traveled with us last year? Today I will be picking her up at the Bozeman airport, here in Montana. Continued from: Heading […]
It’s a crisp morning and the skies seem to be clearing from last nights rain. While enjoying my morning cup of coffee, I find myself in my recliner once again, […]
