Saturday, February 27....Our House (Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young)

   I hit a wall last night...nothing I wrote made sense to me so I’ll condense yesterday to this:  We drove...we reached Picacho...we set up camp in the dark...I ate too much leftover macaroni and cheese...I went to bed.

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   Last night we set up enough in the camper to have a place to sit.  Up at 8 a.m. to get the camper totally set up to make it our home for the next 5 weeks.  First up today is to get the water hooked up and the toilet installed.  Let’s see...then there’s Freddie and Flossie, the outdoor rug and chairs, the hummingbird feeder, etc...up all the little things that personalize our space.   

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  The water line connection into the new toilet is a bit higher than the camper water hose will extend so a trip to the local hardware store is necessary to finish the job.  As long as we’re going into town can we stop at the grocery store?   The  piggy cookies are calling to me. 😋

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  Trip to town for necessary supplies... 

  Connect new toilet...
 Hook up water, adjust pressure, check for leaks...
  Flush toilet...
  Happy campers...√√√

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   When we got here last night I realized the bathroom has a coded lock...that’s a new wrinkle.  Couldn’t find the code on the paperwork so I knocked on Ryan and Felicia’s door.  Got the code and was on my merry way. 

   Walked up to the office this morning to officially check-in. I so enjoy being greeted by Felicia’s big grin which this morning was accompanied by “Did you make it into the bathroom without peeing your pants last night, Karen?”  Yes, ma’am, I did...thank you so much for the code! 😎 Talked with Ryan and Felicia a bit before wandering back to camp.  Kim proceeded to go out to ‘his’ cement pad to set up his telescopes.  He is so geeked at the opportunity to play with 'his toys'.  

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   The campground is full...Felicia said it’s been crazy busy which, I suppose, is a good thing for a business.  But March is also the time of year when there’s less long term and more overnight stays...people are slowly heading home after a winter away and Picacho is a nice stop along the way.  However, Felicia said that the recent weather throughout the country was keeping people from heading home because cold temperatures and camping don’t exactly mix. Best to stay where it’s warm. 

   While the aftermath of the storm still has to be reckoned with (some of the accounts coming out of Texas about burst pipes, water damage, possessions destroyed, etc. is heartbreaking), the weather seems to have stabilized to a more normal pattern so the campground may become more transient soon...or then again maybe not.  Maybe other campers are digging this warm sunny weather as much as we are and will be hanging around longer just because.  

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   Been almost a year since COVID-19 became national news.  A year!  Last year in AZ everyone had a fairly laid back attitude because the numbers were low meanwhile in MI numbers were going bat shit crazy and the state was shutting down. We extended our stay out here until mid-April because hanging in a campground seemed fairly safe. It was a time of confusion and fear which has morphed into anger and weariness as months passed.  However, I find the majority of people we’ve encountered while travelling out here have been wearing a mask and respecting the social distancing concept.  I find that to be reassuring because it tells me that people are taking responsible action to get us to the other side of this pandemic. 

   Even though Arizona’s numbers were very low last March almost everything public was shutting down.  I checked some of our favorites to see what the scoop is this year.  I don’t know that I’m interested in going to any of these places this year but it’s good information to know. 

  * Coolidge Cotton Days which is typically held early March has been postponed until April 2, 2021.  It wasn’t cancelled in 2020 because COVID hadn’t really become a thing yet...we did attend it in 2020 and 2019.

  *Organ Stop Pizza, a must do when we’re out here, closed down this time in 2020.  It’s currently open but operating at a lower capacity with hostess seating of self-seating.  Masks are required except when seated at table.  The website states further precautions that are being taken.  I don’t know, I might be tempted to do this. 😋

  *Pinal County Fair, cancelled in 2020, looks to be on schedule for mid-March.      

  *Gu-Atchi Trading Post, a favorite ride destination, was closed toward the end of our time here in 2020, but appears to open.  Mask required. 

  *Saguaro Nat’l Park closed the visitor’s center in March 2020; visitor’s center/restrooms reopened with limited hours and a mask mandate.  

  *Casa Grande Ruins Nat’l Monument closed everything in March 2020; reopening in phases with the ruins and visitor center open, theater and exhibits are closed.  Mask required.

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   Walgreens is my go-to place for printing pictures to send to the grandkiddos and I’ve been carrying around a thumb drive with some pictures on it for a couple of days now.  Didn’t see any Walgreens on our route but I know where there is one a short bike ride away.  So I went online and ordered pictures to be picked up this afternoon in Coolidge.  I smell a ride coming on!!

   Bikes came out of the camper last night with no problem...today neither of them would start.  Ding Dang!!  Kim’s bike was acting weirder than mine so as soon as my bike was started he said to go get the pictures by myself.  He had to figure out the issue with his bike and it could take a while.  I was there and back in about an hour.  It felt good to be cruisin’ down the road in the warm sunshine.  Now if Kim could just get Flame’s problem figured out it would be so much better. 

Update on Flame: After a couple of hours on the battery charger Flame started right up.  Don’t know why each of the bikes died overnight but I’m glad it was just a matter of getting charged.  Maybe new batteries are in their future.

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   I took a walk on Picacho Highway today around midday which reminded me why morning is a better time to walk.  Definitely cooler and maybe less truck traffic.  Took another walk toward dusk on the frontage road but still didn’t get to 10,000 steps before dark.  Oh, well, there’s always tomorrow.

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Today’s bike miles: 42


Thursday, February 25....Hello, It’s Me (Todd Rundgren)

   Verizon has been working well out here. Mobile hotspot  works good...we can usually navigate online with no problems.  At night Kim has been playing World of Warcraft using his hotspot and seems to be having no issues with the game lagging.  I usually use the hotspot to upload the blog and post pictures to Facebook.  Last night was the first time I had issues...posting pictures to Facebook became nightmare.  But I think it was a FB issue not a connectivity issue because other sites worked fine.  I eventually gave up and went to bed.  This morning FB wasn’t much better.  Bah!!  

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   There have been strange rumblings off in the distance.  A sound reminiscent from my days of living near Langley AFB in the 70’s.  Not thunder and too sustained to be a passenger jet...I’ve been wondering if it was something at the White Sands Missile Range.  On our way to Alamogordo today we saw 3 helicopters flying relatively close together and it clicked...maybe it’s coming from Holloman AFB.  And Air Force base would certainly be capable of making the sound I’ve been hearing, although I suppose it could be jets taking off from Alamogordo Airport but it just doesn’t sound like a commercial jet.  Whatever the source it’s palpable...felt as well as heard.   

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   Update on the truck happenings:  About 11:15 we were getting ready to head to Alamogordo...the truck appointment isn’t until 1 pm but we wanted to get a jump on doing some laundry.  Luckily there’s a laundromat about a ½ mile from J.R.’s Auto Repair.  As we’re getting stuff in the car Kim gets a call from the shop.  Some things have come up: 1. The supplier forgot to put the caliper on the truck this morning and 2. The supplier also sent the wrong rotors...wrong as in correct for the make and model of the truck but not what had been quoted in yesterday’s estimate....they are twice the cost.  When Kim mentioned that it sounded like a bait and switch situation the shop owner quickly responded that he was right, it did sound like a bait and switch but it went farther up the chain.  The supplier hadn’t sent what had been ordered...a substitution was made without notifying J.R. as to why.  A conversation ensued about the recent inadequacies of this supplier and so on.  Somewhere in the conversation it came up that this shop has the capability and the wherewithal to turn the rotors (smooth out the grooves using a lathe).  Kim was fine with the rotors being turned instead of being replaced if they were good candidates for the process. 

   So this is what I know as I'm sitting in the laundromat waiting for clothes to dry:  the brakes are definitely going to be replaced...if the rotors are in decent shape they will just be turned and put back on...and if the caliper needs to be replaced that’s another issue. End result is that this repair could be cheaper or could be more expensive than originally thought.  So much for getting a price quote. 

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   As we were gathering up the dirty clothes up I mentioned how cumbersome it was going to be to schlep a clothes basket back to the repair shop. Kim dug out the hand cart he uses for his telescope boxes, I threw the clothes in a duffle and when he mentioned a bungi would be nice, I grabbed one from Zeus’ saddle bags.  Cooperative problem solving at its finest! 

   Kim got me situated in the laundromat then he went to drop the truck off intending to walk back right away.  Instead he called at 12:49 to say that this shop takes it lunch hour seriously.  Locked up tight right now so he’d head back as soon as he could speak to someone.  Thankfully I brought my computer so I could occupy myself with typing while waiting for the machines to do their thing.  Kim showed up about 1:20. 

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  Lunch time antics:  On his way back to the laundromat Kim walked up to the take out window at a pizza/sub shop to get us some lunch.  The guy on the other side of the window said, “This isn’t an ordering window, this is a pick-up window.  You have to phone in the order.”

So Kim stands right outside the window and checks online for a menu because the guy didn’t offer him one then calls the guy on the other side of the window. 

Guy in the window: “Thank you for calling Pizza Mill.  How may I help you?”

Kim: “I’d like two cold cut subs.” 

Guy in the window: “Okay, what is the name on that order?” 

Kim: “Kim”

Guy in the window: “And what is the phone number?”

Kim:  “Dude, I’m right outside your window!  I’m the guy with the tie-dyed shirt on...there’s nobody else here. I'm standing on your sidewalk and I'm not going anywhere.”

Guy in the window:  “It doesn’t matter, I still need a number.” 

Kim: “Okay....6.” 

Guy in the window: “I need a phone number, sir.”  

   Kim did eventually give the guy his phone number because it appeared that was the only way we were going to get our food.  As he was telling me what had transpired we had a good chuckle but I get the feeling that he not amused when it was happening.

   He said it reminded him of the time I was in a Joann’s fabric store and the lady at the cutting counter insisted I take a number, despite the fact that I was the only customer in the store at that moment.  But I took a number, handed it to her and then she called it out over the intercom.  Some people are just designed to play by the rules no matter what.

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   Got to the repair shop to find that the brake shoes weren’t horrible, the rotors had enough meat (Kim’s word) left on ‘em so they could be turned and the caliper was fine.  Their assessment was exactly what Kim had thought yesterday: that a stone had got caught somewhere in there that caused the caliper to bind up but that it had worked its way out. So that was the good news...the bad news was that the repair wasn’t finished. Since it wasn’t on a lift we put our clothes and cart in it so we could wander around freely.  Figured we’d stop back in an hour.  Kim got a coffee at a Starbucks, we walked to a park and in about an hour headed back to the repair shop.  The truck still wasn’t done.  So we sat for a bit in their customer lounge.  At one point Kim leaned forward and quietly said, “These guys are slow. I mean, there’s no way replacing the brakes and turning the rotors should have taken this long. They are slow.”  We were out of there just after 4 o’clock, with a much smaller bill than anticipated.  The fact that they were slow was tolerable at that point. 

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  Alamogordo is a long spread out city and the mountains provide a backdrop to the entire length.  After leaving the repair shop we stopped at Wal-Mart to pick up a few essentials...we were in the store maybe a half hour.  When we came out and headed back to camp, I realized that the air was opaque in the distance, almost like fog.  That’s when I looked out my window and couldn’t see the mountains, looked out Kim’s window and couldn’t clearly see the sun.  We were surrounded by blowing sand...not that it was a sandstorm where we couldn’t see directly in front of us but sight was definitely limited.  Kim figured that the dunes were getting a makeover.  As much sand as we saw in the air I imagine the people of Alamogordo must be used to keeping the windows closed or else just accept that a fine layer of sand dust will be a forever thing. 
There are mountains out there. 

   By the time we cleared the city limits the ‘Gypsum Fog’ as Kim called it had lifted; the sun out was and the sky was clear. However back at camp the horizon toward Alamogordo still looked hazy so I’m thinking the Alamogordites or Alamogordians or whatever they’re called didn’t get to see the stunning sunset that we saw. 


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   It was a t-shirt and shorts day!  However since the sun went down it feels good to have my legs buried in a flannel sheet and wearing a sweatshirt while sitting at the table typing a recap of my day.  I can live with that.


       

Wednesday, February 24...Driving With The Brakes On (Del Amitri)

  The sun had already peeked over the mountains before I got up; however I was out walking by 7:25 so I’m pleased about that.  I am striving to get back into my habit of daily walking...gotta get those steps!

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   Exploring Lincoln National Forest had been on our to-do list and today seemed as good a day as any.  However, spending the day away from camp meant that we should really think about extending our stay through Thursday night.  We could play today and then spend tomorrow afternoon/evening getting packed up so we could pull out early Friday morning to get to Picacho.  It’s about 400 miles away, can’t check-in at the campground until after 1 p.m. and if we leave early enough it’s doable.  We won’t be there by one but we can always do late check-in if the office is closed.

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   So today was tagged as an adventuring day, Thursday packing day and Friday departure day.  Now that we had that all figured out we were ready to head out.  But first I consulted with Marshal about the best route because they had done the same thing about a month ago when they were in this area.   We were heading for Bluff Springs so he told us which route they took, some cool things along the way and what route NOT to take back. 

   Marshal had warned us about the road....paved for a good portion then it turned to dirt.  But packed dirt...very doable. And he was right it was very doable.  But what happened is that the annoying front end squeak/squeal that developed yesterday but also went away yesterday reappeared when we got on the dirt portion of the road.  When it happened yesterday Kim was fairly certain we had picked up a stone in the brakes and was hopeful that it would dislodge.  There was no squealing today so it seemed he was right.  Until we got onto the dirt portion of the road to Bluff Springs, which isn’t a town but more of a pretty waterfall nature spot way back in the forest.  Anyway, soon after the squeak reappeared so did a hot friction smell.  Either of those things happening is not good but there’s a lot more anxiety when you’re out in the middle of nowhere.  Kim stopped to feel the calipers and the right side was much hotter than it should be under normal conditions.  Not good! 

   When we hit pavement again the squeal disappeared but there was still an undesirable rubbing noise coming from the right front of the truck.  Soon that noise also disappeared and by the time we stopped at The Apple Barn for a bathroom break the caliper was no longer unusually hot.  Instant relief for both of us but we still had a problem to deal with.  So we stopped and Kim made some phone calls about repair costs, weighing that against buying the parts and doing it himself either tonight or waiting until Picacho.  Brakes shoes and rotors were available at one shop but if a caliper should be needed there were none in stock so Friday was a best bet scenario.  Agh! Why can’t this be easy? 

   It was a tough decision but Kim decided to call the shop and set up an appointment for Friday.  The shop suggested Thursday afternoon figuring that the caliper would be delivered in time in case it was needed.  And we should still be able to leave on Friday.  So yeah, today was an adventuring day but not the kind we were expecting.

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   Stopped at a scenic overlook on the Sunspot Highway...we were at about 8700 ft. elevation and could see White Sands National Park out in the distance.  Met a snowperson named Sunny at the overlook...we were on our way to Bluff Springs and she was trying to see why so many people were stopping there and looking over the fence.  She took me up on my offer to help her sit up on the railing so she could see.  And she was gracious enough to pose for a picture before she hopped off the railing to leave...I never thought to ask where she was going. I believe she said she was a cousin of Ivan the Snowman’s.  Goodness but he’s got a big family. 😎

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   As we climbed in elevation I saw the temperature drop from 65o to 48o which still felt too warm when driving into the sun. I was amazed at how much snow there was still on the ground....well, the roads were clear but the fields and mountainside still had a fair amount.  There was an icy waterfall at Bluff Springs feeding into the creek that had been running beside the road for about 4 miles.  I wonder if it flows all year or just during the snow melt.  Lots of animal tracks coming down to the creek also.  I noticed these things but, really, my concern about the truck took overshadowed my appreciation of the beauty of the area.

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   The petroglyph ridge is to the west of our campsite and I’ve climbed it many times.  I can see a big hill out our kitchen window that I haven’t climbed.  It’s got boulders at the top that I’ve never sat on.  It seemed like an important thing to do because I don’t know when I’ll be in the area again.  So, this afternoon I climbed that hill and I sat on those boulders.  Kim came with me despite his sore foot.  We had to pick a path through good sized rocks to get there; it’s a good thing we had our walking sticks. And OMGoodness! was it windy at the top.  I was seriously worried about being blown off balance as we picked our way back down through the rocks. Going down is always trickier than going up. But bonus! there were petroglyphs on some of the bigger rocks up top. Only a few but they were clear enough to let us know that the ancient people had also climbed that hill. 

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   At about 5:30 p.m., my step count was sitting at about 9500.  In an effort to get my steps in before dark I figured a quick walk around the campground was in order. The sun was close to sinking behind the San Andres Mountains when I headed out so I grabbed my camera thinking it would fun to view the sunset from the same spot among the petroglyphs as I had watched the sun rise yesterday.  The petroglyph area closes at 5 but there’s no gate preventing a visit to the rocks, just common sense about going up there in the dark.  I wasn’t going far along the path and would be back down before long before last light so I hustled along the path.  My wrist vibrated with the news that I reached 10,000 steps on my way there.    

   I’m always amazed at how rapidly the sun can disappear from sight, whether it’s at the horizon line at the beach or behind a mountain.  One instant there’s a fiery ball that’s hard to look and the next the ball is gone with just a reflective glow left behind.  That glow is actually the sweet thing about sunset because it spreads out and illuminates the landscape around it. From our vantage point out here it gives an eerie look to the mountains to the east.  The reverse happens during sunrise...first there’s a glow which highlights the western mountains and then boom! the sun is full on up and ready to do its thing.