A Visitor

Look who came to visit–

Thursday morning I headed to Tucson to run errands before going to the airport about 4pm to retrieve a very special guest on her 84th birthday! I was going to fly to Arkansas and fly back to Tucson with her but Mom insisted she was perfectly capable of flying by herself–and she was! Mom is staying a month with us.

Friday the heating and air conditioning crew arrived–two very young people–their appearance made me wonder if they were old enough to know what they were doing. They did. Three hours later we had this–

Working heating and air conditioning mini split units. They are amazingly quiet and we are pleased!

Saturday was an incredibly long and hard day. The Cowboy while cruising through Craigslist found a set of really nice cabinets from someone’s living room–for free. The owner wanted someone to remove the cabinets and then she would give them to that person for free. Let me tell you, we earned those cabinets. When the house was built probably in the 70’s, this set of cabinets was built into the living room wall. New flooring had been laid around the cabinets. This house of ours is short on storage and we wanted these cabinets to go along the end wall of the porch–for storage. It took us over three hours of non stop work–hard work–to remove and load the cabinets into our truck and trailer. This is a photo of the 30 drawers found in this built in cabinet. Emmi went with us but Mom elected to stay home.

Sunday was another busy day. The Cowboy hung the living room ceiling fan–

He also hung some kitchen drywall.

And I had a long list–laundry, patching jeans, cleaning the refrigerator freezer where I let a can of coke explode!!, making tortillas, etc. We had a delicious Sunday lunch of steaks, baked potatoes, mushrooms and salads.

Our friend Jeane shared the following on Facebook Sunday morning and it hit home–it’s something on my mind a lot these days–

Barely the day started and… it’s already six in the evening.
Barely arrived on Monday and it’s already Friday.
… and the month is already over.
… and the year is almost over.
… and already 40, 50 or 60 years of our lives have passed.
… and we realize that we lost our parents, friends.
and we realize it’s too late to go back…
So… Let’s try, despite everything, to enjoy the remaining time…
Let’s keep looking for activities that we like…
Let’s put some color in our grey…
Let’s smile at the little things in life that put balm in our hearts.
And despite everything, we must continue to enjoy with serenity this time we have left. Let’s try to eliminate the afters…
I’m doing it after…
I’ll say after…
I’ll think about it after…
We leave everything for later like ′′ after ′′ is ours.
Because what we don’t understand is that:
Afterwards, the coffee gets cold…
afterwards, priorities change…
Afterwards, the charm is broken…
afterwards, health passes…
Afterwards, the kids grow up…
Afterwards parents get old…
Afterwards, promises are forgotten…
afterwards, the day becomes the night…
afterwards life ends…
And then it’s often too late….
So… Let’s leave nothing for later…
Because still waiting see you later, we can lose the best moments,
the best experiences,
best friends,
the best family…
The day is today… The moment is now…
We are no longer at the age where we can afford to postpone what needs to be done right away.
Every evening we go over to the main house and enjoy the sunset–Sunday’s sunset was stunning!

The Same Ole Thing

Working on the house, keeping our clothes and the house clean. Nothing exciting. Monday I went to Tucson with Louanne–she was picking up her hearing aids at Costco. We did a little shopping and it was good to see that with the exception of one woman, everyone we saw in the stores was wearing masks. We ate lunch at our favorite taco spot–outside.

While I was in Tucson the Cowboy started the cabinet work. He keeps himself from getting bored by doing a little drywall work, a little cabinetry, a little outside work. On Monday he built the frame work for the small kitchen pantry.

Tuesday I applied polyurethane to the boards which form the inside structure of the pantry and had my hair cut. In the evening we joined Linda and Janice at Dan and Louanne’s for dinner. We had such a good time and the more we are around this small group, the better we feel. They are careful.

It’s been a touch warm the last few days–hot in fact! And the Cowboy put our evaporative cooler to bed for the winter! The heating and air conditioning guy is coming on Friday to do the final hookup of our mini split units–that will be good!

Do any of you use Blink security cameras? Indoors or outdoors?

And a few more of those gorgeous photos the family in Germany had made.

 

 

We Take A Drive–Or Two

The following was written by the registered dietician at our small town Montana hospital/clinic/nursing home and she gave me permission to share. As you all know, I’m a mask advocate. I am a nurse. Masks work. The points made by Kelsey are spot on.
I have so many things to say…
I tested positive for COVID October 28. First of all, I’m fine. Brandon, the kids and I all had cold-like symptoms. Thankfully I was able to return to work this Monday; meanwhile Brandon and the kids have been quarantined at home, working and attending school virtually.
Our little community has been hit hard. Half of my employees (including myself) have contracted COVID. We have 40+ active cases in our county and our poor county health nurse is exhausted from making phone call after phone call, conducting test after test. Most people are recovering and have mild symptoms; some are severe.
I have been on the fence about the damn masks. I work in a hospital and we’ve been wearing the damn masks since March, all day, everyday. We are soooo over it as healthcare workers.
Here are some observations I’ve made:
*Our providers/doctors religiously wear their masks wherever they go and they’ve cared for many, many COVID positive patients; they have not contracted this virus.
*We have had 10-15 employees that have tested positive who all work closely with our nursing home residents, the most vulnerable population; none of our residents have contracted COVID. I pray it stays this way.
*In order to work, all staff members must get a weekly COVID test to help keep our facility safe. Some of the positive cases had no symptoms at all.
*I seriously doubted that a paper-like face covering could really protect all of us. But what I’m witnessing with my own eyes tells me the masks are working in an environment where there is no option of whether you wear a mask or not.
Our little hospital is so overwhelmed. We don’t have backups incase someone is sick. It’s been really scary. I am in awe each day of the amazing people I work with who are powering through to provide care for our community and patients. We had record high volumes in our ER and record breaking months for the number of CT scans over the summer and things aren’t slowing down; and we’re in the midst of a pandemic. These are the things people on the outside don’t always see or hear. In the community our facility feels so scrutinized all the time…and it’s so hard to stay positive. We’ve also been very blessed to receive incredibly positive feedback from the patients and people we have served; and I think that’s what keeps us going.
Please pray for our local hospital and healthcare workers all over the country. Please be patient and kind to each other regardless of your beliefs about COVID and the damn masks. To my co-workers, it is an honor to work with you; keep the faith that better days will come.
Thursday was another go get supplies day. First stop was the post office where not one person including the staff was wearing masks! But I did get a box of squishy mail–yarn, and a box of books from my dear friend Kelly–
Onward to Sierra Vista where we made a stop at Home Depot and one at Fry’s grocery store. We had lunch and then waited, and waited. The Cowboy discovered a company located on the outskirts of Sierra Vista which builds stairs–TopTread Stairways. Clyde Martin also sells lumber as in the kind of lumber the Cowboy needs for building the kitchen cabinets–hickory. Clyde wouldn’t be back in the shop until late in the afternoon so as I said, we waited.
Last season we purchased a bit of hickory lumber from him and while in the shop he showed us the slide–as in children’s slide–he was building from Brazilian rosewood. Amazing!! Thursday I asked him about the slide and he sent me these photos–it’s an amazing piece of work created by Clyde to go into a tower in a home in Sacramento, CA. He built the slide and stairs in the Sierra Vista shop and took it to Sacramento for installation. Clyde is an artist, without a doubt!
Friday I tackled a big chore that had been staring at me every time I went out the back door–the motorhome and trailer needed to be washed! Whew! The Cowboy is working on getting the mini split heating and air conditioning system ready for the heating and air conditioning guy who is coming next Friday to do the final hookup.
Saturday we took a much needed break and took a drive over the Chiricahua Mountains to Portal. It’s sad to see this area so incredibly dry. For the first time since we’ve been coming to this area there was no water in the creeks on the west side of the mountains and only puddles in the creeks on the east side. The fall colors are muted probably due to lack of water. But no matter, it was a beautiful drive, we enjoyed a picnic lunch and came home.
Our family in Germany had professional photographs taken recently and the photos have WOW factor!
Here is one of my favorites of Lora–
And that’s enough words for one blog!

Veterans Day

I love this photo—Laci was returning from Iraq (her parents did not know she was back on US soil) and called to ask if I could somehow arrange for her parents to be at the Rib and Chop House in Livingston, MT.  It was tough—if I was going to feed Lonn and LoraLee I cooked—so they thought it strange we were asking them to go out to eat.  Laci was late (as usual) and we waited with Lonn and LoraLee who were wondering why in the world we wouldn’t let them order!  Laci walks into the restaurant and the expression on Lonn and LoraLee’s faces was priceless. The entire restaurant erupted in applause.

Laci is no longer in the military but is instead married to John, and they are stationed with the USAF in Germany for almost four long years–coming back to the US soon!

And here are our family’s other veterans–Nat (the Cowboy’s Dad on the left) who died two years ago at the age of 96. He served in World War II flying thirty three missions as a gunner on B29 aircraft over Japan. My Cowboy served in the US Army Reserves during the Vietnam war–gosh he was a handsome soldier!

We thank these members of our family and all the other veterans who’ve served this country of ours.

Whew–we’ve been working hard–as if that’s anything new! Monday we spent the entire day in Tucson looking at and buying furniture and appliances. We bought a stove and microwave/convection oven/vent hood from an 85 year old woman who said, “honey, I don’t cook.” She told me she used the oven only to make muffins or cornbread. She cooks in her electric fry pan. She kept a towel over the glass stove top all the time. The stove and microwave look brand new–score!

But the piece I am so excited about is this–a custom built TV cabinet–which we of course won’t use for a TV but will use for storage.

Obtaining this piece was a story in itself! This is just a short version of her story–“she moved from a 10,000 square foot house and 2500 square foot guest house when she divorced. She paid an interior designer $800,000 to decorate those two houses. She paid $85,000 for the dining table that was in her kitchen eating area.” And the story went on and on. The house in which she is now living is huge and absolutely stuffed with furniture–high end furniture. She is trying to sell much of it but her prices for used furniture are outrageous. Except this piece–for some reason she didn’t have an outrageous price tag on it??? It’s obviously custom made, well done and gorgeous. We like it!!

Tuesday I packaged all the meat we purchased at Costco on Monday–took me forever! Then I spent the afternoon outside rescuing our two apple trees. The wind storm we had on Saturday and Sunday coupled with too much irrigation caused our apple trees to fall over! I straightened and staked them plus cut way back on the amount of irrigation the trees will get. We will see if they survive this insult!

The Cowboy unloaded all the furniture and appliances we bought then busied himself finding a place for all of it. Today he hung some of the last drywall we have to hang and worked on the mini split heating and air conditioning unit.

Are you a fruit cake fan–I never was until I made fruitcake using the recipe a Facebook/blogging friend makes. It’s to die for! One of the secrets is marinating the dried fruit in brandy for a month or more. My fruit is now marinating.

And that’s it–lots of hard work but also lots of progress!

We Can See The Progress

We’ve gone through so many bags of grout in this house. Both the guest house and main house have all tile floors–no carpet. The Cowboy is bearing the burnt of the grouting business. My knee is better and I am cautiously optimistic the rooster comb injections worked but I’m also not interested in crawling around on my hands and knees to grout.

What seems like years ago we installed that huge beam in the living room–I stained it on Friday and just about managed to take a bath in that drippy, stinky stain stuff! Ruined a shirt and a pair of shorts–I knew I should have changed clothes before starting but I was lazy!

The sunrise on Saturday morning before the storm. Our weather is changing, Saturday the wind howled and in the evening it rained a bit. Sunday was a cooler day and windy again. Saturday evening Dan and Louanne along with Janice and Linda joined us for dinner. It was so good to see friends once again. Careful friends–I’m thinking this little group may be our “circle” for the winter season. Their views on Covid and what we should and shouldn’t do are in line with our views. And Linda was so funny, when everyone came to the table Linda said, “and thank God the good cooks are back!”

When everyone arrived Saturday evening they were amazed at the changes we’ve made in our dining/living room area. The floor is finished, there is furniture–the new loveseat we bought this week and the patio type furniture from the “porch” area. That porch area is going to be the Cowboy’s cabinet shop as he can close the door and keep the dust contained–so all the furniture had to find a new home.

Sunday morning the Cowboy winterized our motorhome–our low temps Monday night could be in the 20’s. He didn’t add the pink antifreeze, he just used the compressor to blow out the plumbing.

After breaking the seal on one of my knitting needles where the needle joined the cable, I treated myself and purchased a set of ChiaoGoo knitting needles. Oh, my! What a difference surgical stainless steel needles and memory free cables make!! Like night and day from my other needles made of wood.

And I finished a pumpkin–the knitting part has been finished for a while but today I stuffed and shaped it. I like this one!

A while back I purchased a book for the Cowboy–Five Presidents by Clint Hill. Mr. Hill was a special agent in the United States Secret Service under five presidents–Eisenhower, Kennedy, Johnson, Nixon and Ford. Three republicans and two democrats. In the opening paragraphs of the book Mr. Hill briefly mentions the challenges faced by each of these presidents–the Cold War, the Cuban Missile Crisis, the assassinations of Kennedy, Martin Luther King, Jr. and Robert F. Kennedy, the civil rights movement, riots and burning of major US cities, the Vietnam War, etc. The author then states, “in less than two decades America went from being unquestionably the most respected and admired nation in the world to a country whose image had become tarnished by violence, scandal and deceit.” This book was published in 2016, four years ago but there is something very familiar about that statement referencing events that took place in our country over 40 years ago.

 

 

Furniture Acquisition

Just like our Montana views, we never tire of this view. Our neighbor Joe created some nice new roads for walking–he merely bladed the existing roads that had been taken over by the desert.

What is wrong with people?? During the last winter storm in Montana an 18 year old young man pulling a travel trailer ran over and killed two young men. The 28 year old and 37 year old were working an accident for their employer, a local tow truck company. Three lives destroyed. Last night two state troopers were working a rear end collision on I-90. A fire truck was blocking one lane of the freeway. Some guy came along, lost control and sideswiped BOTH trooper cars. No one was injured. The report said visibility was good and the roads were dry. May they throw the book at the guy!!

And another thing–rear end collision on the freeway when people are doing 80 miles per hour??? It happened to the Cowboy’s Dad, Nat. He was going to a horse shoe pitching tournament, had his cruise set at 65 mile per hour and a semi hit him from behind! Hit him hard enough to knock Nat’s baseball cap off his head. So much distraction, so many people not paying attention.

We’ve just been plugging away. The Cowboy has been laying tile, grouting. I’m still painting doors–this house has a lot of doors! I helped him grout tile this morning–the baseboard tile–I sat on a short stool and scooted along–protecting that knee!

Tuesday morning the Cowboy saw a loveseat he liked on Craigslist–it was in Sierra Vista and off we went Tuesday afternoon. I liked it too.

Ordered blinds today for the west facing dining room windows, went to the post office and the Dollar Store which had many bare shelves. It’s our only local place for any type of groceries. The little market we did have has closed–it was in the process of being sold but the buyer never came through with the money. In the midst of all this the owner had a stroke. His wife can’t care for him and keep the store open. It’s a big loss for this community.

And I will just keep my mouth shut about the election debacle.

We’ve had some lovely sunsets–

Life is good but I have Covid fatigue–we took a little drive this afternoon to see what had changed in our community and met our pastor walking home from the church. The church members had coined that phrase tonight and I adopted it–I have Covid fatigue. I’m sick of Covid, I’m tired of being cautious about where we go, I’m tired!!

 

Busy As Usual

Have you voted? Facebook wants to know. We voted before leaving Montana and my dear great niece voted in Arkansas for the first time–

I love these three and the other one that isn’t of voting age although she had a milestone birthday this week–sweet sixteen.

Thursday the Cowboy made a hole in the house–on purpose. All the lines from the three mini-split heating and air conditioning units have to run outside–thus the hole. When we had that little two day cold snap I reminded the Cowboy that it would be nice to have heat over in the main house.

Thursday and Friday we set the last two porch roof steel posts into cement. I don’t do very much except make sure the cement in going into the form when the Cowboy releases the handle on the mixer. He had placed a board just below the mixer that let the cement drop onto the board then flow into the form–I encouraged it with a shovel–not my favorite tool!😝Friday he found out the metal roofing is probably a month or more out on delivery. Not good news.

Friday we traveled to Sierra Vista for building supplies and groceries. I brought so much food with us but we needed produce–we eat a lot of salads, fruit of all kinds and I use a lot of onions. We are still huge fans of Walmart pickup. For lunch we had our usual–Culvers–they have outdoor dining and the pooch was tagging along on this trip.

Saturday the Cowboy made ready the concrete forms for the compressor base which powers the mini split heating and air conditioning units. When we bought groceries on Friday one of our Walmart substitutions was six 12oz boxes of fresh raspberries in place of the frozen ones I had ordered. We would not eat that many fresh raspberries before the fruit spoiled. So, I washed, let mostly dry and froze the fruit–

In the evening we were dinner guests at Dan and Louanne’s. The dinner was amazing and it was so good to spend time with them. They are mask wearers, social distancers and are careful. And it was so good to have someone else do the cooking! Two times the doorbell rang with trick or treaters. The second time it was a little girl and when Dan asked her if there was anybody else with her she said, “yes, my little brother but he’s not behaving and had to stay in the car.” Funny!

Sunday the Cowboy laid and cut tile. I painted doors and worked at trying to find gopher holes–we are inundated with holes in our yard this year. The ground is so hard with no moisture in months I’m thinking even the gophers are having trouble digging.

 

Let The Work Begin

The Cowboy wasted no time in getting back to work! Monday morning he began the front porch project by leveling the area and by days end he had dug one post hole, poured the concrete and set that post. Onward. By Wednesday afternoon we had two steel post set in concrete.

Then our cold snap hit–WHAT??? It’s rather early in the season for 25 degree mornings! Monday was cloudy and windy, Tuesday’s high was about 58 degrees and Wednesday morning our thermometer said 25 degrees!!! We went from having a beautiful lantana plant (one with the orange flowers) to a frostbitten, done lantana plant. I even tried covering it with a water proof drape but it didn’t help at 25 degrees. I will cut back all the dead and the lantana will come back in the spring. Wish I could have enjoyed it a bit longer!

The Cowboy built a small wood burning stove for our living/dining area. He attempted to start a fire in that stove Tuesday morning but the stove wouldn’t draw–at all. So up on the roof, then back down, then back up on the roof–I lift him onto the roof with the backhoe. Seems some type of bird decided the cap on the roof would make a nice, sheltered place to build a nest–then it appeared the whole nest slipped down into the stove pipe plugging it solid. The stove pipe is unplugged and another project to add to the list is to put screening around the cap on the roof so it can’t happen again.

Because it was so cold and windy Tuesday the Cowboy tackled tile laying–

I cleaned the guest house portion of our dwelling–we still use the kitchen and living room of this area and I don’t like sharing my space with spiders, dead bugs, etc. So cleaning was on the agenda. This year I brought the Roomba from Montana–I love that thing for vacuuming under beds–“she” does a good job! And, we are all unpacked. I still need to clean the motorhome but that can wait.

It is so incredibly dry in Arizona–we’ve not seen the southeastern corner this dry. Last year just before we arrived the area had received 3 inches of rain. Everything was so green. Not this year. Dry, dry. I filled the birdbath and the bees lined up around the edge drinking the water.

The cold front brought us one stunning sunset–

Here is a photo of my fiddly pumpkin–must not have been too fiddly–I’m in the process of making another as I liked the finished project. The next one I will close the openings a different way allowing me to insert a larger “stem.”

And our first hawk visitor–

Life is good–most of the time.

Wheels Have Stopped Rolling

Mother Nature was nasty again in Montana. This photo was taken a couple days before we departed. Friday and Saturday Montana was inundated with a massive snowstorm–our neck of the woods probably had 15-24″ of new snow. And so incredibly cold!

It was a cold, windy night in Wheatland, WY and we were quite ready to depart on Thursday morning. Foggy, cold–off we went to do battle with Denver, Colorado.

Denver was awful–we spent 30 minutes traveling 3 miles due to an accident and then the construction began. Rough, bumpy roads, lots of traffic, just not a pleasant experience. Colorado Springs roads were also under construction. Don’t these road construction people know winter is coming??

Pueblo and Trinidad, Colorado also had construction–it was just a tough 387 miles but we hit the jackpot with our Thursday night campground. The Cowboy didn’t like my pick for campground on Wednesday night in Wheatland so he picked this one. He scored!

We stayed in the NRA Whittington Center south of Raton, New Mexico. Within this huge shooting complex of 52 sections of ground there are two campgrounds set among the cedars and pines–all with full hookups, wildlife and views. Plus of all things, they have decent wi-fi. If gunfire bothers you, this isn’t the place to stay. There weren’t many people out and about on the different ranges today. We thought Ben Avery Shooting Complex in Phoenix was big–this one is gigantic! But at dusk it’s quiet and dark–our kind of campground!

These first two photos of the entrance to Whittington were taken through our filthy windshield–it’s an impressive complex.

Our site–gravel, not very level but with full hookups–$40/night.

Our wildlife, right across the road from us.

Friday we rolled on down the road another 414 miles and ended up in Hatch, New Mexico at a small, tight gravel lot kind of RV park. Clean and neat but just a RV park. We are finally warm–warm enough to run the air conditioner! We LOVE the air conditioner in this Beaver–it’s in the basement–none of the roaring noise RVs usually have from individual ceiling air conditioners.

I have seasonal, unexplained, happens suddenly for whatever reason allergies. I’m thinking those cedar trees in the NRA campground did a number on my allergies. I was miserable Friday–sneezing, runny nose, watery eyes. Finally gave up and took a Benadryl which helped some but not enough.

The Cowboy didn’t sleep well Friday night and was raring to go on Saturday morning. Jodee, no green chile cheeseburger for us–Sparky’s closed at 4pm.😩 We pulled out of Hatch about 8am and rolled into the driveway of our home about 11:30. Whew–that was a lot of miles and my driver drove every single mile of it.

We had such a close call in Hatch. As with so much of our route this trip, there was construction in Hatch. The main street through Hatch had been recently paved and there was no striping added as of yet. The driveway to the RV park was narrow and the Cowboy edged over to the left a bit to give himself more room to make the right turn. Turn signals on and as we are turning some moron in a pickup roars around us on the RIGHT side honking his horn!! There aren’t enough bad words to describe this idiot–he drove around construction barriers right before the RV park driveway in order to pass us on that side. The Cowboy said he had been right on our trailer bumper since leaving the freeway. We had to stop and take deep breaths–I was cursing the guy–the Cowboy was shaking his head. I try so hard when I see a RV to give them room–I know how difficult it can be to maneuver those rigs into tight places. And speaking of tight spaces–it’s a good thing my driver is also an excellent backer–because you could not maneuver a forty foot motorhome pulling a 14 foot trailer out of the Hatch RV Park “big rig friendly” sites without at least one back up.

Now the fun begins! Unloading is never my favorite part and this year will be even worse as I brought so much food with us. The house looks great as does the yard–Milton does a fabulous job!

By late Sunday evening everything was out of the motorhome and the majority of it put away. I ran out of steam and just stuck the bins in corners until tomorrow–it can wait. The Cowboy started several projects today–we went and retrieved the backhoe from its summer home (our friend Brian stores it for us and uses it when he needs a backhoe.) The Cowboy is going to start the guest house porch roof project–uffdah–that’s a big project!

It’s amazing what heat and water will do–our trees are growing so much, even the ones we planted this past spring right before heading back to Montana have grown at least a foot.

The Wheels Are Rolling

Tuesday night saw us in a RV park in Billings, MT–on purpose. Mother Nature is acting ugly in October after our awesome Indian summer! After 10 inches of snow then torrential rain on Monday night which caused the snow on our metal roof to slide with resulting big thumps scaring all three of us half to death–we now were expecting daytime highs of EIGHT degrees and night time lows in the minus numbers plus more snow! This is October Mother Nature–behave yourself!!!

Time to depart. Except, I had my last knee injection scheduled for Thursday along with a haircut. Phone calls went out on Monday and I was able to reschedule the knee thing for Wednesday. Haircut was a different matter but I got lucky–my hairdresser is super, super busy–schedule your next appointment when you leave or you won’t get the next appointment. I called bright and early Tuesday morning and hit the jackpot–she had a cancellation for Tuesday afternoon at 2:15.

Having to be in Billings (2 hours away) by 2:15 stressed our capabilities to the max! I was dumping stuff on the bed thinking to sort it out once we were settled for the night. Closing up the house, empty the dishwasher, get rid of the garbage. We were heading down the driveway by 11:45am–exhausted! My Cowboy drove that motorhome through multiple roundabouts in Billings like a pro and delivered me 15 minutes early for my hair appointment.

We are spending the night in our only second ever KOA campground. Winter rates in Billings are much more tolerable than summer–$49/night. In summer it is $80+/night. Lots of people living in RVs this time of year–do they know what winter is like in Montana???

My last knee injection was at 10:00am today and we were off. To beat this winter storm we are traveling the interstate this time. We will be just ahead of the storm hopefully and by Thursday afternoon we will be in southern Colorado with daytime highs in the low 70’s and temps at night in the upper 20’s. We usually boondook but at these temps we are finding RV parks. Tonight we are in Wheatland, WY at Mountain View–a parking lot with hookups and great staff!

Casper, Wyoming is notorious for wind, major wind and today was no exception. The Cowboy handled this old coach with ease and we traveled with no issues Larry! Our phone rang Tuesday as we were arriving in Billings and it was Larry–the guy who sold us this coach asking if that was us he just passed in Billings–yep–can’t get away with anything in Montana!

I promise to do better with the photos in the next blog.