Saturday, March 24...Don't Stand Between a Man and His Tool


   Another day of waking up to warm sunshine.  We were up early as we were meeting friends in Tucson at 10 a.m. and we only had a general idea of where we were going…needed to be out the door by 9:45 at the latest.  Waking up to a barking dog, tweeting birds, or highway traffic is all preferable to an alarm. 😉
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   Today was a truck day.  We were meeting Bryan and Linda Schumaker at an art festival in Oro Valley (suburb of Tucson) and I didn’t want to wander around on a hot day with my riding clothes on.   Bryan and Linda are from Boyne City and come to this area of Arizona for a couple of months in the winter. Bryan is Kim’s mentor in the astrophotography arena and he also enjoys the extra imaging opportunities that the Arizona skies offer.  As it turned out, I didn’t have to worry about overheating in my riding gear because while it was a warm day, it was also windy.  The wind made all the difference between comfort and melting. 👍
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   Meeting Bryan and Linda at the Spring Festival of the Arts was just the perfect
thing to do today.  We wandered, oohed and aahed at the astounding talent on display and made some purchases.  Afterward we had lunch.  I got snagged right at the start of our wandering…an elderly Hispanic gentleman offered personalized bracelets and rings, ’10 minutes...I make while you wait’.  He basically had my money when he held up a small hacksaw and said “This is my machine.”  Really? This I gotta see.  It was fascinating to watch him work his craft…and I would offer the opinion that carving names in a bracelet using only a hacksaw is not a hobby that he took up recently. He worked with a quickness and precision that had to have taken years to achieve. I should have asked how long he’d been doing this but I was too busy being amazed.  He put the bracelet on a piece of wood that was carved to not only hold the bracelet/ring but also to accommodate his hand position and movements. Everything about it was elemental, organic, and humble. 
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   There was something for everyone at this festival today…clothes, lawn décor, jewelry, paintings, potpourri, pottery, music…and things that spin in the wind.  That’s my weakness…wind art.  I have various windsocks, chimes, spinners…and enough wind at our house to make them all twirl, chime and spin. Today not only did I see a fun spinner but it had a kokopelli on it, too. Bonus!! But I decided to walk around, think on it, talk to Kim…maybe come back to get it.  Found another vendor with wind art but the first one I’d seen was my choice…I wanted Kim’s opinion so I took him back to see it, hoping it was still there.  It was and while we were discussing it and waiting for the vendor to finish another sale, a woman came up and started looking it over closely. Too closely.  Ah, no, lady…this is mine.  I saw it first.  You find another one.  At that point, Kim took it down for me and the lady hurried off.  Well, she went around the table to talk to the vendor…she asked if there was another one with the kokopelli on top. She
explained that someone just took the one she wanted as I stood innocently behind her holding my prize.  Oh, you mean me? I took the one you wanted? I should feel bad about that…but no, I don’t think I do. Yes, there was another one in the inventory pile…it had to be put together but the vendor offered to set it aside for her once that was done.  No, she wanted to pay for it immediately because “I want to make sure I get one…I’ll just pay now and come back later for it”.  It’s a good thing there was another one available because it could have gotten ugly…but I think I could have taken her. 😉 My new piece of wind art is currently doing its spinning thing while hanging from the tree outside the trailer. 
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   On our way home from Tucson today, we did some geocaching.  There were lots of geocache opportunities on the map but we were zipping past them as fast as I was finding them.  We needed to get off the highway to do this properly.  Got off to a false start with the first one…the map showed the road crossed the railroad tracks when in reality it did not.  Couldn’t get there from here, so we had to backtrack.  At that point it was easy to find.  Second one wasn’t easy to find…in fact, we couldn’t find it.  So we drove away defeated but down the road was a Dairy Queen so we soothed our bruised geocaching egos with ice cream. 😏
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   We got back to camp late afternoon…we had time to take a ride on either form of bike before the sun went down  but we practiced just being in camp.  At one point, a drone appeared overhead…there were new people in the tent area and it belonged to them.  On a trip back from the bathroom, I stopped to talk to them about it.  Dad and his 19 year old son Max from Phoenix.  Max is taking a trip cross country trip this summer and it sounded like there was some concern about where to spend the night, so Dad was showing him how to do this wonderful invention called camping. 😊  Anyway, the sky was starting to clear so Kim extended an invitation to look through the scopes when it got dark enough.  Dad and Max did come over and were impressed with looking through the little scope but were really intrigued by the process of imaging. Because the sky had cleared, Kim was able to take them through the steps…aligning, guiding, taking pictures, the computer set up, etc.  It’s fun to watch people’s reactions to what’s up there that we simply can’t see with the naked eye.    
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No bike activity today...

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