Thursday, March 24…It’s a Small World (Baha Men)

 Morning thoughts:

   Yesterday we got a heads up about today’s 40 Days of Lent challenge.  Chris sent out an extra message that on Thursday we’d be challenged to fast from two meals and pray during that time.  He also included this little tidbit:  this entire slate of challenges is building to a full day fast on April 10th which is the beginning of Holy Week.  

    It was easier to decide which two meals to skip than it was to settle the enemy question from yesterday.  I told Kim that I was going with breakfast and lunch and planned on staying busy and drinking lots of water.  It would be too difficult to sit in the camper at night without being able to grab a mandarin orange, banana or popcorn. I jokingly told Kim that technically I should be able to eat about one o’clock…my reasoning being that lunch is generally considered to be a noontime event and when I cleared that time frame I’d have fulfilled the challenge of skipping two meals and praying instead.  But I’d already decided that I was not going to eat until 5 to see how my resolve stacks up against a full day fasting challenge. So to that end I took chili out of the freezer so neither of us would be tempted to nibble as we were cooking supper tonight.  

   We’ll see how this goes…

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   Well, if staying busy means staying out of the camper and away from food…well, then I’m accomplishing that goal.  But don’t know how busy I am.  After yoga I haven’t done much except watch birds and lizards on the tree, camera at the ready.  I’ve watched a gila woodpecker hang upside down on the tree, stretching to drink from the hummingbird feeder…two doves doing a mating ritual…a small yellow headed bird with a short beak trying to drink from the hummer feeder…and lizards running up and down the tree.  It’s been a satisfying way to spend an hour but I think it’s time for a walk or something.     **The yellow headed bird is a Verdin.**


Evening thoughts:

   Kim went for a walk about 10:30…too darn hot for me so I took the truck down by the hawk nest on Picacho Hwy.  I started out sitting in the truck using the phone as a remote for the camera, just like last time.  But after the wi-fi cut out for the third time I decided to move closer to the cactus. A desert landscape is fairly wide open but there were some bushes that afforded me cover. About 75 feet from the cactus was a big bush; I got the camera centered on the nest, made sure the camera and phone were communicating and as I turned to sneak over to another bush the hawk flew away.  It wasn’t long, though, before it returned to the nearby telephone pole.  I stepped back into the bush a bit more, hoping that I blended and stayed extremely still. About jumped out of my skin when the hawk cut loose with one of its raptor sounds.  Gracious but that was eerie and so loud on the still air! I had set the camera on video and was just letting it run trying for a shot of the hawk landing on the nest but that didn’t happen.  It flew off the pole and I headed back to the truck. I may not have gotten a landing shot but I have over two minutes of two baby hawks playing around in the nest. Total bonus!

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   Kim was still walking when I returned from the hawk nest so I got on the bike and rode the route that I had in mind for yesterday. I didn’t think about food unless I went in the camper and saw the oranges so the best thing was to just stay out of the camper.  Temptation avoided.

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   Checked the trail cam cards. Over the last two days we had a coyote, a raven, two cats, and not one, not two but three javelinas at one time.  Well, actually there were two on camera and just the ear of a third. It was right in front of the camera.  If the video was longer than 15 seconds I’m sure the third one would have wandered on in.  And another video caught a javelina coming right up to the camera sniffing at it.  That was a first.

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   When I returned from my ride I sat outside watching nature.  There’s been more hummingbird action at the feeders today.  There had been a lull in the action but they’re back chasing each other around. There are over 15 species that are either Arizona residents or migrators and the different between them can be minute.  I’ve seen throat and head color but other than that they move too fast for me to determine if they have an ear stripe, a large head or what shape their tails are.   That’s the kind of stuff that some of the people on the Facebook Birding page know and I admire that.  I take a picture because I see a bird not necessarily because I know what kind of bird it is.

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   Kim walked 10.2 miles today…insane!  I came back from my ride to find him snoozing.  I guess getting less than 5 hours of sleep and walking over 10 miles will make a man tired.  He was really close to just going to bed at 7 pm but knew this was going to be a perfect imaging night so he pushed through the tiredness.  He’s hobbling around though and the struggle to stand was real.

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Contestant on Jeopardy: What Are The Odds for $1000, please. 

Host:  Mike Greer from Colorado, who is staying at the same campground in Arizona as Kim n Karen Bakker, says he grew up in this small town. 

Contestant: Ahhh...Where is Charlevoix?

Host: Can you be more specific?

Contestant:  Where is Charlevoix, MI?     

   Tonight as Kim was setting up his scope a couple walked over to see what he was doing.  I walked back to the camper for Kim’s phone and when I returned to the telescope I was introduced to Mike and Bobbie Greer who have ties to Charlevoix.  No freakin’ way!! Mike lived in Charlevoix until he was 13.  His dad was a chiropractor and in 1980 I believe the family moved to Colorado.  The Greer family still has a cottage in Eastport but he said it’s actually located off Old Dixie Hwy, the road being right across from the stone silo.   Mike and Bobbie currently call Denver, CO, home but are recently retired, wanted a change of scenery from the Colorado winter and happened to head to the Picacho KOA at the exact time that we’re here.  What are the odds indeed! 

   We moved to Charlevoix in 1981 and his family moved away in 1980 so we didn’t overlap but we certainly found common ground. They’ve been to Charlevoix enough to know that the middle school he attended is now the library, that the High School is out on Marion Center and that the Villager Pub serves excellent whitefish.  He told me some of what he remembers and I told him of some of the changes.

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   So both of us were successful in meeting the challenge today.  The key for me was staying out of the camper and the weather certainly allowed for that.  We’ll be home before the full day of fasting occurs in April…hopefully the Michigan weather will be just as cooperative.

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Bike miles today: 98

Total miles: 990

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