Monday, March 30…Code Talker (Tim Stafford and Thomm Jutz)

 

   We’ve been turning the A/C off in the evening when the outside air cools down. Not that it’s cooler outside than in the camper but why pay for A/C when the cool night breeze coming in the windows feels refreshing? Last night with the threat of rain, we ran the air until it felt almost cold in the camper. Our bedroom has one little round vent in the ceiling…it doesn’t do a great job of cooling that area but a fan and open windows at night usually chases the stuffiness away. Not last night. At the point of going to bed, the outside air still felt a little warm and heavy, but the wind had picked up so I opened the windows, expecting it to cool down. I was wrong. The temperature may have dropped through the night but there was not a cool breeze coming in; the fan didn’t even seem effective. Going to have to reassess that situation tonight. 

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   Rode the bikes into town to mail letters, then we checked out the Eloy Veterans Park before heading back. There were plaques honoring both World Wars, the Korean War and the Vietnam War. There’s a plaque honoring the GWOT from 1990 to present; it took me a minute to figure out the GWOT plaque meant Global War On Terrorism. Code Talkers and Buffalo Soldiers were also given recognition. It was very well done; however, I noticed there was no mention of the part that women played during these wars…as nurses, doctors, or soldiers.  Just sayin’…. 

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   I’m familiar with the term Code Talkers and the part that the Navajo Indians played in WW II. However, according to the plaque, code talking was pioneered during the first World War in 1918 by Choctaw and Cherokee Indians serving in the Army. In addition, soldiers of Basque ancestry were used for code talking by the Marines in WW II. I didn’t know about those code talkers.

   Other than knowing that Bob Marley had a song called Buffalo Soldiers, I had no reference point for the name until I read the plaque. Then I filled in the blanks when I got back to camp. The first response to my inquiry about Buffalo Soldiers was an AI overview, lengthy and concise at the same time:

Origin and Composition

Establishment: In 1866, Congress passed legislation allowing African Americans to serve in the peacetime army, leading to the formation of the 9th and 10th Cavalry and 38th, 39th, 40th, and 41st Infantry Regiments (later reorganized to the 24th and 25th Infantry)

Composition: These units were composed of former slaves, freemen, and Black Civil War soldiers.

Name Origin: Native Americans on the Great Plains gave them the nickname "Buffalo Soldier," likely due to the soldiers' dark, curly hair resembling a buffalo's coat and their fierce fighting nature. 

Historical Significance and Duties

Westward Expansion: They played a key role in the "Wild West," guarding the U.S. frontier from Montana to Texas, New Mexico, and Arizona.

Key Responsibilities: Duties included escorting settlers, cattle herds, and railroad crews, as well as building roads and forts.

Conflict and Combat: They fought in over 177 engagements during the Indian Wars against various tribes, including the Cheyenne, Comanche, Kiowa, Apache, and Sioux.

National Park Rangers: Before the National Park Service was established, Buffalo Soldiers served as some of the first rangers, protecting national parks from poachers.

Beyond the Frontier: They served in the Spanish-American War (fighting at San Juan Hill), the Philippine-American War, and both World Wars.

Last Survivors: The last living Buffalo Soldier, Mark Matthews, passed away in 2005 at age 111.

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The National Museum of African American History and Culture added this tidbit: Black soldiers used military service as a strategy to obtain equal rights as citizens. Paradoxically, they sought to achieve this by engaging in government-led wars meant to overtake the Southwest and Great Plains from Native Americans. It seems the government leveraged the black soldier’s desire for equal rights against the stripping of Native Americans’ rights. 

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   Take #2 on the drone video for our bikes: We talked about it; we all knew what to do. Kim put the drone in place, pushed the ‘record’ button and we started riding. He only wanted about 15 seconds but we both knew that to get 15 seconds, a minute or more had to be recorded. Mission accomplished, Kim put the drone w and we finished our ride.

   Got back to camp to discover that the video wasn’t usable because the drone was in front of us facing the sun. It  came out too dark. So, tomorrow we’ll try again.

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   We have a bike rack for our e-bikes that mounts on the truck’s hitch. Obviously, the camper has dibs on the hitch when traveling but Kim wanted to bring the bike rack out, so he figured out a way to store the bike rack on the front of the camper. However, the weight of it caved in the top of the gas cylinder cover.  Kim’s project for today was modifying his makeshift bike rack holder to keep it from damaging the gas cover on the front of the camper. Mission accomplished…it isn’t pretty but it works.

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   Pool is open so we went up to try it out. Mom and I only dipped our feet in, but Kim went swimming. Then he stopped at the office and gave Audra a thumbs up. Felicia was apologetic earlier today when I asked if it was open because there are leaves in the pool, but it can’t be vacuumed for another 4 days.  They’re having a grand opening party on Easter Sunday afternoon, complete with an Easter egg hunt, games, and a dip in the pool. 

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  Encountered a train the other day when we were riding the frontage road by the tracks. It was going slow in the opposite direction, so I had an opportunity to count cars again. Two hundred sixty cars, including six engines…three in front, two in the middle and one in back. Over 3 miles of train.

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   Audra called late afternoon to say that there was a family interested in Kim’s telescope, so he met them and gave them the run-down. When he returned, he said that he wanted to give them pictures of the images he’s done this year. So, I put a picture order into Walgreens.

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   The air was still sweltering when we left to pick up the pictures…a 20-minute ride in an air conditioned truck with a vent blowing the cool air right at me was a welcome relief.  On the way to Coolidge, Kim mentioned stopping at a food truck for supper. Comadres and Nacho Mafia were both open; we just had to decide which one. Picked up the pictures, filled up the truck at Walmart ($5.74/gal) and just as Kim got back in the truck, I got a weather alert on my phone…wind and rain. Looked at the black clouds over in the direction of Picacho and asked Kim, “Where’s the scope?” He said, “Where it shouldn’t be.” Oh, shit!  

    Dark streaks coming from the clouds indicated that somewhere in front of us and off to the west of us

was getting rain. We decided the best course of action was to get home…food trucks were off the menu. As we’re looking at the sky and it’s getting nastier looking, Kim mentioned the awning. Dang it, yes, it’s out…and so are the e-bikes. All I could think about from that point on was telescope, awning and e-bikes, oh shit!  Longest 20-minute ride ever.

   We could see the evidence of a hard rain around Randolph…puddles everywhere.  Then suddenly the road was dry. Okay, so maybe the rain did miss the campground. Telescope, awning and e-bikes, oh, shit! Yeah, we weren’t that lucky…it was raining when we hit the I-10 overpass and judging by the water laying everywhere, it had been at it for a while.  Kim noticed right away that the power at the campground was out…clubhouse security lights and streetlights were off. Oh, oh!

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   Telescope was still upright when we pulled up to it. Kim put it in a protected area and thinks it will be okay. The awning wasn’t damaged and the e-bikes were able to turn on. Retracted the awning, covered the e-bikes and went in to make supper. Camper has a battery back-up system and the stove uses gas, so we were good there. But we couldn’t turn on the A/C or fans. It got a little stuffy in the camper. After the storm passed over us, I opened windows to try to cool it down in the back…it took time but it was what we had with no power.

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  Aha!! Power came back on shortly after 8:30 p.m., with the A/C and fans roaring to life. The weird thing about this storm system is that it wasn’t in the forecast. And I’d know because Mom has me checking the temperature throughout the day because her phone won’t pick up her weather app out here. Rain was predicted for yesterday but not today. What’s up with that? A little warning would have been appreciated.

Sunday, March 29…Knock, Knock Who’s There (Mary Hopkin)

    Left at 7:30 for a 11.3-mile bike ride…back at about 9:30. We stopped several times…to look at vultures and take pictures, for water/potty breaks and a drone video. Just the normal stuff that makes a bike ride take longer than it should.

   We had planned a longer ride, but Mom was feeling the heat, so we turned around at the cemetery. Back at camp, we tried to sit outside but the air felt heavy as well as hot. Had the A/C turned on, so we sat in the relative coolness of the camper until early afternoon. Then it was time to do something, go somewhere...go blow the stink off, as my mom used to say.

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     On our ride today, we saw thirty-one vultures sitting on some poles. And as I typed out that sentence, it occurred to me that it could be the opening line of a joke, a poem, or something. And because I had the time, I turned to AI. Poems weren’t working, too long and cumbersome. Then I asked it to create a song…after a couple misfires, it gave me a 30-second rock n roll version that worked for me. Name of the song is Patient Congregation. Saved it to my phone, along with the album art. I didn’t give Gemini AI any formation about how the vultures looked but it’s uncanny how close the album art is to how the vultures were grouped on the poles.  

   Next, I wanted it to create knock, knock jokes about thirty-one vultures. The responses made me think that AI was channeling its inner child because the jokes made no sense, but this one had me laughing at its directness:   

Knock, knock!  Who’s there?

Thirty-one.  Thirty-one who?

Thirty-one vultures sitting on your poles, and they’re tired of waiting for the punchline!!

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   Kim wanted to use the drone to make a review video for AIPAS, the maker of our bikes.  He’s been getting emails about writing a review and receiving free stuff in return. In effect, buying our endorsement.

   We set up our video shoot on our ride. The drone wasn’t fully charged and when its battery got low enough, it went rogue and wanted to go home, wherever that was. Kim thought he was keeping it nearby, but we kept losing sight of it. It’s small and can move fast if it’s returning ‘home’.  

    We had to do a search and rescue mission. Finally found it down the road a bit, hovering a few feet above a cornfield…on the other side of the canal. Crossing his fingers that it had enough battery to make it over the canal, he told it to come to Papa…and it did. Back at the camper, Kim was ready to watch and edit the video only to discover that he forgot to push the record button… Agh!!  We’ll have to try again tomorrow.

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   The two cell camera idea finally paid off…Camera #1 caught the backside of limping bobcat ducking under the fence at about and Camera #2 picked it up as it was coming around the bush. We brainstormed ideas for the limp: caught in a trap, shot at, cactus thorn in its paw, glass cut its paw, got into a fight with another animal, etc.

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   In the afternoon, we took a drive to Coolidge to do errands. It’s a 20-mile drive, long enough to get us out of the camper but short enough that it doesn’t take much fuel.  Diesel is now over $6.00 at some stations. Ouch!!

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   It was a strange day, sky wise. The entire day it was hazy/cloudy out in the distance but the immediate area around us was clear and sunny.  When we were driving to Coolidge, it looked like the city was surrounded by dust; but as we got closer, the air cleared up and the dust/haze disappeared. It’s like we had a patch of sunshine that was traveling with us.

   Until we were on our way home, that is. The sky had darkened up and it was looking like rain. Sitting in the trailer at 6 o’clock, we could hear thunder, but it didn’t rain. Lightning started about 8 p.m., but no rain. The wind picked up, but it wasn’t cooling…it was still hot out.  Bikes are covered, just in case it rains overnight.

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   I checked online for an update of the status of plans to build a wall through Big Bend National Park and nearby Big Bend Ranch State Park. AI gives this overview: As of late March 2026, plans for a physical border wall directly through Big Bend National Park and Big Bend Ranch State Park have been scrapped by U.S. Customs and Border Protection (CBP) following intense local opposition. Instead, the area will be monitored using "smart wall" technology—surveillance, cameras, and sensors—rather than a steel barrier.

   The website cbsnews.com had a much longer article but these two paragraphs speak to the question of ‘to build or note to build’: Since news of a proposed border wall in the region spread in February, plans have changed multiple times. The most recent iteration, according to local officials, includes a physical barrier through land to the west of the state park, but not within the state or national parks. Advocates and officials say that while they view it as progress, they will continue to fight against any physical wall in the region.

 Later in the article:

   On Monday afternoon, local elected leaders confirmed to CBS News Texas that over the weekend CBP regional leaders said a 5.6-mile wall through Big Bend Ranch State Park was no longer a part of the plan. Instead, the physical wall is now proposed to start to the west of the state park, with detection technology installed through the state and national parks

Several other websites confirmed the plan to build a wall through the area’s national and state parks has been changed to technology-based surveillance. However, according to an article on the website marfapublicradio.org, private land in the area is still being considered for the wall.  

   Elsewhere in the Big Bend — in Presidio, Jeff Davis and Hudspeth counties — border wall plans appear to still be moving forward for a 175-mile stretch beginning at Ft. Quitman, south of Sierra Blanca, and ending at Colorado Canyon in Big Bend Ranch State Park.

   Landowners in those counties have received right of entry letters from CBP in recent weeks. The documents, obtained by Marfa Public Radio, describe the plan as a “30-foot-high barrier made of six-inch-squared diameter steel bollards,” and state that other parts of the project include drainage gates, fiber optic and power cables, lighting poles, surveillance cameras, staging areas, utility shelters, water use and “up to 12-foot wide maintenance roads and up to 24-foot wide patrol roads.”

   The documents go on to advise landowners in the path of the wall to either cooperate with CBP or face eminent domain proceedings initiated by the Department of Justice. I wondered if eminent domain would factor into this somehow. I don’t have to wonder anymore.

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   Kim has decided that he’ll be taking his telescope down tomorrow.  Clouds are expected for the next two nights and the moon is getting brighter also. We leave Wednesday morning and the truck bed needs to be packed by Tuesday at the latest.

Saturday, March 28…Beautiful Noise (Neil Diamond)

 

   The Happy Birthday Rooster was at it early this morning. I heard him singing his song at about 4:15 a.m., when I got up to check on a different noise that woke me up. Honestly, it sounded like the toilet paper was being unrolled. …since the toilet paper holder is on a slight slant there is a muffled rattling noise when the paper is being unrolled. But the bathroom was empty. Hmmm… 

   I fell back asleep listening to Happy Birthday being crowed across the street and it wasn’t until I got up for good at 6:30 that I realized what the noise was…the bathroom fan was open and rattled when the wind caught it. Better late than never on figuring out the source of weird noises.

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   Before our bike ride, I rode over to get a recording of the rooster crowing Happy Birthday. I don’t know that Mom or Kim hear it that way, but it’s so obvious to me. Anyway, there was a lot of wind noise on my recording, and I tried to isolate the rooster using Audacity, an audio program. It wasn’t working and the instructions weren’t clear to a beginner. It was nothing but frustrating so I walked away from it. Maybe I’ll have to ask Ezra to help me with it. Or else get a cleaner recording of the rooster.

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   Left about 7:30 on the e-bikes, heading east on the frontage road toward Exit 219.  Definitely needed pedal assist on that leg of the ride and it was still quite a workout. Then we took a break at the gas station before heading west on the frontage road by the train tracks, heading to Exit 211. Thankfully, the wind was our friend heading west. We had to ride another mile or so heading into the wind before arriving back at camp at about 10 o’clock.  Kim did some kind of calculation and determined that the wind was about 15 mph. Rode over twenty miles today.     

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   Turned the A/C on when we returned from our bike ride.  At my suggestion, we drove to the Gu-atchi Trading Post for some nachos. First time this year. Needed to get out of the camper and do something, see something.

   Well, we saw something at the Trading Post alright. The parking lot was full, there were tents, and lots of people. Craft show? Memorial celebration?  On our past nacho trips, there would usually be just a handful of customers, including us. Young, old and in-between were in attendance today, sitting and standing around the side yard.    

   When we went inside for nachos, I asked the cashier what was going on be and she said it was just a community celebration. That community was important to the tribal people and the trading post was a handy place to gather. There were a couple of food vendors, music, crafts for sale, games, etc. When I heard food vendors, I asked if anyone was selling frybread tacos; the answer was “Yes!”   Forget the nachos, frybread here I come! 

   I found the correct vendor and, wanting not to be offensive, asked for two frybread tacos. “Are you talking about Indian Tacos?” the young girl asked me. Yeah, I guess I was. They didn’t have any ground beef left so I had a frybread chili taco. Chili meaning green chilies. And if two Native American girls tell you that something isn’t spicy remember that you’re talking to people to whom spicy is a way of life.    

   After we were done eating, Kim and I wandered back over to buy a ‘trinket’ to take home. Kim bought some Prickly Pear Lemonade, which he traded for my Gatorade because the lemonade was too sweet, while I wandered over to a craft vendor. I asked her if a small metal roadrunner was interchangeable with other items on her windchimes. She made a sale when she smiled and said, “They sure can be because I have my drill with me.” 🙂 The chimes have saguaro, prickly pear, quail, and roadrunner metal cutouts, all things to remind me of Arizona.

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   Then we drove down Hwy 86 to check on one of my first crested saguaros.  I like to compare its growth from the first time I saw it in 2019 to the present.  Kim took the opportunity to get the drone out and fly it around the saguaro.

   On our way back down IR 15 on the reservation, I took a picture of another one of my crested saguaros. I have a list in my head of all the places I’ve seen them. However, there’s one over on the Tom Mix Road (Hwy 79) that I got a picture of but cannot for the life of me find it again. One of these days….

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   Saw a crested Caracara standing watch on top of a saguaro on the drive back to IR 15.  

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   Wind advisory was still in effect today until 2 p.m. There was no major wind around the camp, just the typical morning breeze. While we were riding against the wind on the first leg of our bike ride, I didn’t think it was any stronger than I’ve encountered on previous rides down the frontage road. But…even though I couldn’t feel the forecasted wind, I could see its effect.  Visibility was fine in our immediate vicinity, but a brown haze was hanging in the air out in the distance; and that meant something had to be stirring up dust. The depth of the mountains on the reservation were so pronounced in the haze…layers were much more visible than on a clear sunny day. Very artistic!  

   Temperature hit the high 90’s…slightly lower than it has been but still brutal in direct sunlight.

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   When we first got out here, the garage area of the camper became my space because the dinette tale is a bit too cramped when both Kim and I have our computers out. Kept the garage set up as a second bedroom while Gabe was here and then again when Adam visited. That meant that Kim and I had to share the dinette table and that a lawn chair had to be set up for a third person to sit. Decided that when Mom is here, we’d take the time to lift the bed every morning to give us the use of the couch and table. It’s less than a 10-minute process and because it enables us to spread out, taking the time to do it makes life in a camper seem less crowded.

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   I just read today that Dash Crofts, of Seals and Crofts, died this past Wednesday (March 25th). Why hadn’t I heard that?  What was even more surprising was to read that he was 87 years old. Never would have guessed that.

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   A headline on my news feed today claimed that “1972 Career-Defining Classic Was a No. 1 Hit Song 54 Years Ago Today”. The article featured a picture of Donny Osmond so I figured they must have been referring to “Go Away, Little Girl” or “Puppy Love”. Nope. The article was about his version of “The Twelfth of Never”, a song I don’t remember hearing him sing. The video was imbedded in the article, so I watched it…nope, still didn’t remember it.  Calling it career defining may have been a bit of an overstatement.

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   Moon is too bright for Kim to get more data on the Whirlpool Galaxy.  And it was too much of a hassle to change scopes in the dark to do a nebula. So, he processed the existing data to see what kind of image it would produce.