Two in One Day

22 Apr

Not sure when I’ll be able to post again as we leave here tomorrow. Pippy and I took another walk down to the Rio Grande, enjoyed a game of fetch the stick, and took a few more pictures.

Bringing home the stick…

big, expensive homes on the other side…

Fred watched us closely and then told Ethel when it was time to leave…

and they coasted peacefully across the pond.

Finally, a shot of the mountain across the road.


On the Move

22 Apr

Yesterday, the weather having cleared over the mountain passes, we drove from Cortez to South Fork, Colorado via US 160. It’s been a few years since driving this route so remembering places where I stopped to have lunch or meet a friend for coffee was enjoyable. The previous day’s snow had been cleared at Wolf Creek including the parking area.

Pippy thoroughly enjoyed jumping into and eating the snow. The alpine meadow below had fresh tracks by snowmobilers, skiers, and a couple of walkers. The latter left one clear snow angel at the end of their trek.

Having crossed the Continental Divide at the pass, the rushing mountain stream, presumably Wolf Creek, was now running eastward parallel to the road.

We drove on to our two-night stopping place, Peacock Meadows Riverside RV Park. After setting up and a late lunch we took a lovely walk on their nature trail and Pippy got to take a dip in the Rio Grande River. Several fishermen were fly-casting from near the shore or from a raft in the middle of the river. The Rio Grande at this point is so much more impressive than the almost dry, muddy trickle farther south in New Mexico. Views from our site are very pleasant after winter in the desert landscapes.

The park also includes a catch and release pond and resident geese called Ethel and Fred [presumably from the Mertz couple of the old I Love Lucy television show]. And our site is graced by the park’s namesake.


20 Apr

Our trip back to South Dakota has been somewhat delayed. An issue with my vehicle will force us to return briefly to New Mexico, albeit just across the border from Colorado. Weather has also been a factor. Although I made the decision to head eastward across southern Colorado and then northward through the eastern part of the state,  and then up through Nebraska, to the Black Hills, the cold and windy weather kept us at Ute Mountain a bit longer than planned. Snow predicted for the San Juan Mountains where we need to move through both Wolf Creek Pass and Beaver Creek Pass was the deciding factor. Once the roads are cleared, the snow should afford an opportunity for some nice pictures.

Meanwhile, I’m sorting through some of my older pictures from Ute Mountain area taken on earlier visits.

On our daily walks outside the RV park, we have a view of nearby mesas and Shiprock in the distance.


One of the spectacular views from inside Mesa Verde National Park.

Also at Mesa Verde are the haunting remains of ancient native dwelling areas [I originally titled this picture ‘Homeland Security’.

Ute Mountain

13 Apr

We arrived in southwest Colorado a week ago; typically we stay here at Ute Mountain Casino & RV Park either in the spring or in the fall. It is quite a lovely park south of Cortez with Mesa Verde just to the east. A variety of mature trees add to its beauty; each site has a picnic table and its own trash receptacle. Irrigated fields bound the north and west with walking areas along their perimeters.


Since our visits are typically at the changing of the seasons, i.e. spring or fall, occasional cold overnight temps or even snow are not uncommon. And usually I take a few pictures on each visit.

The casino just across the road; beautiful lighting at night.

The morning after a hard freeze on a previous visit.

Most of the trees are just now leafing out…

…the aroma is glorious and the bees were loving the feast.

Elephant Butte to Acomita

9 Apr

We departed the Elephant Butte area on Thursday after a brief detour to the post office.  Someone had neglected to take the outgoing mail to town on the previous day; luckily I checked because it was addressed to the IRS!!

Our first day of true travel in months was mostly on interstates, I-25 and I-40, which Pippy and I both find so boring. The first stretch passed through desert scrub finally broken by trees and green fields as we paralleled the Rio Grande. We stopped for a lunch break at Denny’s in Los Lunas and then thoroughly enjoyed a break from the interstate traffic and speeds on NM 6. Posted speed limit on NM interstates is 75 mph – no way I’m driving that fast! Fortunately the stint on I-40 was only about 20 miles till we reached our destination park at Sky City/Acomita, one of several reservation casino sites we have visited.

As you may know the road runner is the state bird and a symbol of New Mexico. We spotted one who definitely lived up to the name as he ran rather than flew across the four lanes of the interstate. I was reminded of the cartoon character that routinely outsmarted…was it Wile E. Coyote?

Lakota Way for April

1 Apr


There was, and is, no higher honor than to defend one’s people. It is a philosophy summed up in words spoken to fighting men of old.

“Go forth boldly and be the first to face the enemy, for it is better to lie  a warrior naked in death than to be wrapped up well with a heart of water inside.”

Today there are many ways for all of us to defend our people, whether by word, thought, or deed, and we should remember that. Honor rides a red horse.

Joseph M. Marshall III

Mostly Doing Chores

19 Mar

Due to continuing windy days here, much of my time is spent cleaning and organizing and waiting for nice-day walks with Pippy. Occasionally I like to share some little tricks of full-timing in a small space. Storage to avoid movement and breakage can be a challenge. The pic below is a shot of an overhead area which contains papers and records which must be retained including medical records, tax documents for several years, warranties and instruction manuals. Also state road maps and various ‘office’ supplies come into play. As you can see, short spring-loaded curtain rods placed vertically keep things in place while we bounce down the roads.