tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31193961495355539722024-03-14T15:11:41.096-06:00John & Brenda's Incredible JourneyJBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09016073653349776611noreply@blogger.comBlogger651125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119396149535553972.post-27690473039724680242024-01-01T14:49:00.000-07:002024-01-01T14:49:56.223-07:00Happy New YearWe've just been chillin' down here alongside the American Girl Wash, watching the hummingbirds and enjoying the weather. This winter has been pretty nice weather wise, most nights over 50F and the days in at least the mid 60's and often into the seventies, just about perfect for us folks from a land just north of summer over the Medicine Line.
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That shot was taken one morning as I headed out my daily walkabout. I have settled on a pretty regular route, that amounts to about 3 miles out and back. Not a long walk but enough to get my blood pumping a bit and often I get to watch a pretty cool sunrise as I make my way across the desert.
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The rest of the days have been spent watching our collection of hummingbirds buzzing about and heading up the wash and visiting with the folks in the colony up there. <a href="https://murpheys.blogspot.com/">Deb and Ryley</a>, <a href="https://tdcelebratingthedance.blogspot.com/">Tom & Deb</a>, <a href="https://journeywithkenandkim.home.blog/">Ken & Kim</a> and Keith. We hung with them last night for New Years Eve, and enjoyed a beautiful evening and a nice fire to welcome in 2024. The sky has been pretty amazing this winter as well. This was the sunset a day or two ago.
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JBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09016073653349776611noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119396149535553972.post-24707610107152375032023-12-25T08:22:00.005-07:002023-12-25T08:24:18.021-07:00Merry ChristmasWe have just been chillin' down here alongside the American Girl. Sounds lazy, looks lazy, hell it might even be lazy, but that is what we are doing here and we are pretty happy doing it. I still wander about the desert, even sometimes take a picture or two, almost have to as my version of Blogger won't actually make paragraphs in this journal so unless I take a picture and insert them, this just becomes one long, long run on sentence.
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Of course then the challenge becomes one of, "did I already put that picture here, where else is it, will it bore the folks who are following me on Facebook?" all stress inducing decisions. Well not really, it works like this, if I like it you get to see it, over, and over, and over again, sometimes two or three times.
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A couple of days ago we had a rainy day, rainy for down here in the desert, more thunder and lightning than rain, but it did get the wash running for a while. Not enough to get our fishing poles out, but enough to change the scene a little for our sundown. And cause us some chaos with our Starlink. The folks at Starlink jumped right to attention said, yep, you bet we can deal with that, in fact we will send you an entirely new system. Took about 5 minutes to get to that point, then they threw in a complication, they are sending the new system to Mom's old house. Folks will probably figure out that since Mom passed almost 12 months ago, her house is not her house, or our Amazon depot anymore, so that will give us something to fret about over the next few days, while we try to convince Starlink that sending a big box of stuff halfway across the continent to an address, we no longer have access to makes a whole pile less sense than sending it halfway across a state to the place we actually are. Oh well, first world problems. But while those issues are buzzing back and forth in our human world, my friend here comes every night to enjoy the sunset with me. Hopefully by the time we leave this spot we will have got an image that does his brillaint plumage justice. It does change with the light, a twist of his head can change the whole scene.
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Same bird, different angles, the one below is as we sat watching the sun sink over the Imperial Dunes to our west.
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Oh yah, Merry Christmas, the neighbours down the wash were kind enough to invite us to join them for their Christmas Eve celebration so we are actually infused with a little Christmas spirit here at Dogpound Anywhere.
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I took this shot yesterday on my way back from my walk and then spent the rest of the day just watching the world go by, and stopping it with my camera a time or two to capture the things that pleased me. The picture below was taken from the comfort of my recliner just behind the rig.
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And here is a look at our site from somewhere down in the Wash
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We do have more critters visiting us here than just the hummers, this little fellow spends his days much like I do, just soaking in the sun.
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I was just recollecting the old days in blogging when I was a lot less likely to stick a bunch of photos into the entry. We had about 5 GB of data to last us a month, now with Starlink the sky is the limit from here at Dogpound Anywhere. So I get to subject you all to an endless series of sunsets, sunrises, hummingbirds and neighbourhood views. This pair of hummers are pretty frequent visitors here at DPA so they are starring in a lot of our pictures.
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And just so you know I am not the only picturin' person here at DPA the shot below is one I stole from Brenda of the sunset last night.
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JBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09016073653349776611noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119396149535553972.post-61153236749755933452023-12-17T19:17:00.001-07:002023-12-17T19:17:05.343-07:00Road TripWe figured we should head down Why way so on Friday, we packed our outfit and headed east. The plan was to stop at a park in Gila Bend that we have frequented before, it is a nice place, well set up and best of all it has a great laundry facility that is open 23 hours a day, and we needed to do a few loads, before we headed south to Ajo and Why. Thought we might see a different scene as well for our camera's to shoot.
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That shot was from the side of our rig after the sun had set. The bright lights on the right are the Calgon Carbon Corporation. Before sundown we went into town to a Sofia's Mexican place, a small local place, been there for 23 years and by the quality of the food and the service we received they shouldn't have any problem making it another 23 years. Somewhere along the way someone pointed out to us that the border crossing into Mexico at Lukeville was closed and had been for a couple of weeks. They have an invasion going on there, reports of lots of folks jumping the border, cutting down the walls and fences. Mainstream media, says maybe 10,000 a day, now we know those guys sometimes get the numbers wrong, but if it is even 10% of that number sitting out in the desert along the route those folks will take to get anywhere doesn't sound like the smartest plan.
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But the sun still rises in the morning so I got out, walked a little, shot a little sunrise and then we got our laundry caught up. Once that was done I took a run north up to Aqua Caliente, looking for a spot that might come in handy another time. Different country up there, but it might work some other time.
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Early in the day we figured we should head over east towards Picket Post an old favourite spot and hole up there for a couple of weeks over the Christmas season. But we'll sleep on that decision before we hook up and head that way. Meanwhile if the sun comes up, we all know it will slip over the horizon in the evening and if we are lucky we will catch it at an opportune moment and save that image for our old age.
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When we got going this morning and looked at the long term weather for Picket Post, it seemed that we would have to break out our coats and long pants for much of the days over there, and things down along the border looked not so bad with that in mind. But a little caution was needed, and a quick text told us we knew where there was a vacant spot and maybe even some hungry neighbours that would be glad to see us and our sugar supply back in their neighbourhood. So we lifted the jacks and headed back west looking for warm temperatures and friendly neighbours.
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We didn't have anything special in mind, just a little trip for lunch and a few drinks. Oh yah, and a chance to see about augmenting our drug stockpile, prescription drugs, but just like last time I had a look, most of them are cheaper in Canada than down here in Mexico. We did pick up few Z-paks of antibiotics just because, but other than a cool shawl that Brenda bought and a couple pounds of shrimp we just carried lunch and a few drinks back across the border. The line at the border was pretty quick, so that was a bonus as well.
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Left to right, Ken, Kim, Deb, Ryley, Brenda, Deb, and Tom at our last cantina of the day. Once we got across the border Brenda and I ran into Winterhaven to the local pot store to pick up a few things that seem to give her a little relief from the trials and tribulations of CRPS. Then it was back out along the American Girl where we rejoined the whole group for Happy Hour up at their spot a half mile or so farther up the wash from our location. I have been shooting some hummingbirds here the last few days so I will throw a couple of shots in of these little critters.
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JBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09016073653349776611noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119396149535553972.post-11770993617459337792023-12-06T18:17:00.000-07:002023-12-06T18:17:36.789-07:00Just Another Beautiful Day in the DesertI began this morning like every morning, with a walk around the desert, checking out the new arrivals and seeing what there is to see. You would think that after a few weeks of wandering about every morning it would get old, but it doesn't. I never take exactly the same route so although you might see the same stuff it is usually from a different angle or with different light on it. The last day or two have been pretty active with rigs coming and going, here is a bunch that are familar, they must have got tired of shivering up near Quartzsite and decided to wander a little farther south.
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After my walkabout I jumped in the truck and ran into Yuma to pick up a couple of Amazon packages that had been delivered to a locker in there. Yuma is obviously a "remote" outpost on the Amazon planet as even with Prime it is about 6 days to get things delivered here and often the Lockers are full and that delays things even more, waiting on folks to get out and pick up their stuff to make room for more folks and "their" stuff. Oh well it is not like we are in a rush or anything. While I was in town I stopped by the Uhaul shop and filled a propane tank, and picked up a couple of things for Brenda at the grocery store as well. And of course got rid of some rubbish along the way as well. The rest of the day was spent chillin' and watching our little buddies buzzing around.
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This fellow above came and sat in a tree about 2 feet away from me, obviously wanted his portrait done. And a few seconds later he jumped up and headed for the feeder for this action shot. They are not bugged at all by having me and my cell phone sitting almost on top of their feed source, and I can get within a foot or two of them while they are eating. All todays shots were taken with my iPhone.
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I was out for my morning walkabout before the sun came up as usual. So peaceful here just wandering up the wash, the only sound my own footsteps and the lonely train horn down the road a bit. We are far enough away that the train doesn't bother us, just adds a little reminder that civilization is racing by just a mile or two down the road.
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Once I am back from my daily wanderings, and the sun is up over the mountains to the East of us, the rest of the day I spend just watching the light change over there and poking around in the wash beside us looking for something new or a different angle to shoot it at. Might be a little time spent checking my eyelids for holes when the sun is high in the sky. And our "flock" of hummingbirds keep us entertained most of the day, buzzing back and forth, sometimes just inches away from my recliner.
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We had one of Brenda's Potato Salads and some burgers on the BBQ for dinner tonight before heading out to watch another spectacular sunset. I swear that she makes the best potato salad on the planet and there is always enough for two days, and like a lot of special dishes the flavours meld together so tomorrow's salad will be even better than today's. My Aunt Hazel made a great potato salad and for many, many, many years it was what I considered the gold standard, but I am thinking Brenda's is every bit as good and maybe a touch better. Sure would be a toss up anyway I am sure.
I wasn't going to inundate you with hummer pictures again today, but I sat down a couple of feet away from the feeder to see if I could catch the light refracting through the glass as the sunset and this little critter decided it was time for his final meal of the day and me and my iPhone be damned he was going to hit the feed pail.
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JBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09016073653349776611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119396149535553972.post-24659190863402041602023-12-02T17:02:00.000-07:002023-12-02T17:02:17.175-07:00Back in the DesertAs I said the other day we are back from the seashore, and after rescuing our rig from the Park we abandoned her in for a short trip, we headed back out into the desert. The Park wasn't crowded but it was NOISY, and that is not what we are used to. We are happy to be back out alongside the American Girl Wash again, in fact within inches of being in the same spot we were in earlier. Good thing we pulled out here yesterday, today there have been a few more rigs joining us along the Wash, so for sure this great location would have been taken. I am back to my old desert walkabouts early in the day so I will bore you with a few sunrise pictures.
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It is great walking along the wash early in the morning, not a sound out there except the crunching of my boots in the sand.
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And soon after the sun is up in the sky the hummingbirds come to feed. Today it was a lot like rush hour, guess they were happy to see us back or at least our feeder back in the neighbourhood.
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I probably need to apologize to folks who also hang out on the Facebook site as most of these pictures show up on both sites. I have said before but these little buzz bombers are aggressive protectors of their food sources so it is a constant air war going on here daily.
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The two shots above were from last nights sunset, as I have said before it is worth staying for the whole event as things change rapidly as the sun goes down. In the first shot sharp eyes will see what I think is a Marine V-22 out for a sunset cruise. Both nights as I watched the sunset this aircraft came by, the first night doing a lot of dipping and circling, not sure what he was up to, but maybe he spotted a whale or something offshore and was just having a look, or just maybe he was just entertaining the looky-loo's shoreside.
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These two shots above were taken from or off the Crystal Pier just down the beach from our hotel, those old planks creaked as I walked across them but I saw a pickup truck drive out there so they must be OK. There are cottages out on the pier that I guess you can stay in.
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This great mural was in the alley behind our hotel. Pretty nice alleyway art. But sometimes an alley is just an alley, but we don't discrimate we wander in the plain ones as well as the fancy ones.
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And a couple of shots of the local flora, around the hotel and throughout the area. Pacific Beach is for the most part a clean friendly place, lots of folks walking the beachfront and all pretty friendly, and dogs, man there are a lot of dogs, and everyone well behaved with and keeping their owners close at hand.
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Below are a couple more shots of the beach I took yesterday. I can only imagine how many folks are on this beach on a nice summer weekend, cause here in what they call winter, in mid-week it was a busy place and hard to get a picture without a bunch of folks wandering through it.
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JBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09016073653349776611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119396149535553972.post-90844605672981004412023-11-28T18:51:00.005-07:002023-11-28T18:51:44.186-07:00Change UpI thought it was getting a little tedious for our readers, a few pictures of sunrise, a couple of hummers blowing by, and then a few words of prose so we decided to change things up a little. We had been in our spot on the American Girl for two weeks and that is a good time to move on in this boondocking world. We had a couple of things that needed doing, like dumping tanks, laundry, and getting the AC in the 450 looked after. So I made an appointment for the truck, but first we hauled the rig into a park where we could abandon it for a road trip of our own.
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A shot of the moon as I headed out on my walkabout a couple of mornings ago, and below some Ocotillo's and the sunrise along the wander in the desert.
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Then we decided it had been 25 or so years since we had ventured into the San Diego area so we made some reservations and headed west, without the Solitude or the truck. They are staying back in the desert for this trip. It is some interesting country to the west of El Centro going over that coastal range of hills. I would call them mountains but they look like nothing more than huge, 4000 foot high piles of boulders, dumped there by some behemoth rock truck. One of the things I saw that kind of bothered me was the mammoth solar installations on the edge of the Imperial Valley, while I have no issue with solar power, we have it on our RV, somehow it seems that land like that in the Imperial Valley, North America's green grocers homeland, is not the place to sterilize so much of it with those installations. I have seen a lot more likely places on land that probably doesn't feed a continent. But enough said about that.
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I found this fellow standing on the sidewalk when I wandered down to the local Amazon locker to pick up something, and his buddy was watching over the beach go'ers just behind him.
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We had an early dinner at a rooftop place down the road from our hotel called the Pacific Beach Ale House, good food, great staff, and a pretty decent view as well. Then it was back to beachfront walk by our hotel to see the sun sink into the sea. That speck, kind of bug like is a Boeing V-22, maybe some Marines out for their own version of a sunset cruise. I suspect they were combining a sunset cruise/whale watching session with probably some training as they seem to do a lot of circling and swooping out there while we watched.
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And in the tradition of Lorne over there on the <a href="https://aplacecalledaway.blogspot.com/">A Place called Away</a> blog here is a view from my window this evening.
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Till next time, life is good here down the road from Dogpound.
JBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09016073653349776611noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119396149535553972.post-10938443560190347212023-11-24T18:15:00.000-07:002023-11-24T18:15:41.957-07:00Another Desert DayOnce again we didn't do anything worth writing about, a wander about the desert, a couple of great meals, and a picture or two of my friends the hummingbirds. Over the last couple of days there has been a few more rigs showing up in our neighbourhood, but none within our comfort zone, which is great.
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Above is a look at our spot here. Although we have to share it with two or three hummingbirds and a coyote that comes by in the night, it is a pretty great spot to hide out from the winter weather back home.
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Other than a picture or two of this little rooster that posed for my camera, I pretty much let the little speedsters come and go unbothered today, even hummingbirds get tired of being pictured all the time I bet. But they did gobble up a bunch of food on their visits here to see us.
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We think this is an Anna's hummingbird but whatever he is he is a pretty little critter.
JBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09016073653349776611noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119396149535553972.post-45093020106084654372023-11-23T17:35:00.000-07:002023-11-23T17:35:05.989-07:00Camp DayIt is Thanksgiving Day for all our American friends, but us Canadians had our turkey day back in October, just before we left to come south. I enjoyed Thanksgiving at my son Paul's place, and they always have a big spread of to much food that tastes to good to not eat, so I have already done my overeating for the fall season.
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Here is my looking back at my window shot for this morning, taken as I was heading out to make sure the desert was all good since I was last out there yesterday morning. I like to get a little exercise in the morning as for the rest of the day I do a pretty fine imitation of a sloth and don't do much of anything.
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Someone was working overtime this morning colouring up the skies for us desert rats. Once I get done my wander about the countryside I usually just come back and chill around camp, unless there is some burning desire to go to town, but today is a camp day, and tomorrow probably as well, as the Black Friday horde will be out in full force I can imagine. So it was basically a listen to tunes, and shoot some hummingbirds type of day. I caught this one showing off her flying skills and coming in for her Thanksgiving feast on full instruments, she has done it so often she can do it with her eyes closed.
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The shot below shows some nice colour but really shows how fast these little critters move, my shutter speed is taking this image at 1/8000 of a second and that can't even freeze the wing action on this little desert speedster.
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I took this shot above as I left this morning on my ramble across the desert and shortly after this dead tree caught my eye.
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And then as I returned I walked by that same old tree and the different light changed the whole view. Almost looks like one of those critters the folks were riding around in the movie Avatar was frozen in time and turned to wood.
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We brought some leftovers home from our lunch yesterday and I do believe they were even better today than they were yesterday, so thanks again Don. Then I spent the rest of the day setting out watching the 3 Hummers we have here dogfighting and zooming back and forth in front of me. They are entertaining little critters and it is a good thing they are hardly bigger than a bumblebee, as agressive as they are. They are cool to capture with the camera, but it takes a little patience, and a well charged battery. Today I took about 750 images of them, and picked what I think are the best three to share with you folks.
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So that is a hit rate of about 0.4%, now there were a bunch that were decent but these were my picks. With todays camera's there's not really a lot of terrible ones, but my first pass through I threw out about 650 of them as not worth keeping, and then the next time through whittled about another 50 out, most as pretty much duplicates of something I kept or Hummers, just like people, sometimes blink and we all know how folks hate those pictures so off to the round file they went as well. I did keep one of the terrible one just to post here though.
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So for all our American readers, enjoy your day tomorrow and hope you are lucky enough to spend it with family or friends and eating to much.JBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09016073653349776611noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119396149535553972.post-41872051451975029622023-11-21T18:32:00.002-07:002023-11-21T18:32:14.359-07:00Into Town AgainThe last couple of days my walkabout have been almost all in the wash here as it has been quite windy the last few days and the wash gives a little bit of protection from the wind. Once I have gone half far enough I climb up out of the wash and let the wind carry me home. Each day I do somewhere between 2 and 3 miles, and that scratches my itch to do something at least.
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Once I got back and got cleaned up we headed into town to make some arrangements for our next week or so of activities and meet Don and Angela Ritter, folks who we met down here, but have followed for a long time through blogs and such. Usually we are not so fortunate as to get to spend much time with them, but this year we have met for lunch twice, once here today, and once a few months back on their home ground, Vancouver Island. Thanks Don for lunch.
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Long time followers will have come to the conclusion that I am not a very good people picturer, and today was no exception, besides between telling tall tales and gobbling down a great lunch who has time to drag out a camera. While we were in town we decided to brave the local grocery store, something we usually avoid like the plague in the days leading up to American Thanksgiving, but actually other than the many carts full of multiple (6-10) turkeys and hams it was really quite civilized in there today. We'll see what sundown brings but we may end up this post with a shot of the rig as I left this morning on my daily march.
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Drinking and flying, guess he didn't read the JSA.
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And sundown from the American Girl Wash
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I might have to call these shots looking back at the rig in the morning, the view looking in my window, playing on Lorne at <a href="https://aplacecalledaway.blogspot.com/">A Place called Away's</a> view from his window. Well I would but I probably can't depend on having a great backdrop like here along the American Girl every day so it is going to be a limited time offering.
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After my walkabout, we decided we needed to run to town, Brenda had some shopping to do, not very successful I gather, and then we needed to stop by a Cannabis dispensary. She is having a lot of pain with her knee (CRPS) and hoping to find something that might relieve it a little bit. The place we stopped in Yuma needed ID and Brenda had forgotten hers and I know absolutely nothing about the whole wonderful world of Cannabis and without ID they don't allow you in the store, so she decided we needed to head back home without anything. Once we got here we realized there was a store in Winterhaven, on the California side of the river, so we grabbed her ID and headed back into that place. Apparently, they had an entirely different process there than across the River in Arizona, and she was happy with what she found. I will reserve my happy to see if it works.
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This is the view on the way back to the rig in the morning.JBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09016073653349776611noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119396149535553972.post-90328712873520477132023-11-19T18:11:00.000-07:002023-11-19T18:11:24.424-07:00Just Walking<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik3vxl1rYKc98KN_94yr7cdctzZiexdelj0Al-Y4OmUl_MnBZsLAJWhSRzSC1bJQMiNNpcrOencitgjnHAxKrh9tKCeqayP-QgKtMUilX8-xiTm0zDM_g34YgA5kNRB4vDptaHAIQVHadYrfAbyx5iwurFOGh2GYVn7tNFeexsEJdJ_FT4PZQn6WdFMIw/s2048/IMG_0743%202.JPG" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" width="600" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik3vxl1rYKc98KN_94yr7cdctzZiexdelj0Al-Y4OmUl_MnBZsLAJWhSRzSC1bJQMiNNpcrOencitgjnHAxKrh9tKCeqayP-QgKtMUilX8-xiTm0zDM_g34YgA5kNRB4vDptaHAIQVHadYrfAbyx5iwurFOGh2GYVn7tNFeexsEJdJ_FT4PZQn6WdFMIw/s600/IMG_0743%202.JPG"/></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy6s2yYQi9OV7JhmZbAe0VezPI4uQuqxmAA-x3HDvVNOGqTeiBGEBT74J3kCTAp9J0kCw_hCw_E2jeDewfa9ewg9kvNqtz6tRGY2jSAC_FNxuDXtkm6kyjLtvB8tSnL3YO-khjoAhwj928SoefEjMGvAiS8HouEL2lnj3JO8N-9xHTG2y4cSdSPf-JTv8/s2048/IMG_0746.JPG" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" width="600" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy6s2yYQi9OV7JhmZbAe0VezPI4uQuqxmAA-x3HDvVNOGqTeiBGEBT74J3kCTAp9J0kCw_hCw_E2jeDewfa9ewg9kvNqtz6tRGY2jSAC_FNxuDXtkm6kyjLtvB8tSnL3YO-khjoAhwj928SoefEjMGvAiS8HouEL2lnj3JO8N-9xHTG2y4cSdSPf-JTv8/s600/IMG_0746.JPG"/></a></div>
and Hunting Hummers
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The sunrises shot with my iPhone, the Hummers with my Canon.JBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09016073653349776611noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119396149535553972.post-35311700189661185372023-11-18T17:59:00.001-07:002023-11-18T17:59:35.037-07:00Hanging OutNot a lot happening here along the American Girl. Roaming about the desert is the highlight of my day, that and hunting hummingbirds. My walk is always interesting in its own way, the desert is a pretty cool place to wander, you can ramble back and forth with no set destination, changing course on a whim and and zigging and zagging back and forth across the landscape.
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It was a beautiful day today, warm, but a little breezy, so the temperatures didn’t climb too high. Took a few pictures, read a few books and stalked the hummingbirds most of the day. They are tricky and the winds today made them even quicker. This fellow was a little yellower than usual it seems.
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We had a visit today by a couple of Osprey’s, the Marine kind, Boeing Tiltrotor aircraft. They are odd looking machines but can land either like a chopper or like an airplane, I guess, and are much faster than normal helicopters.
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I wonder what these Marines think about as they buzz the RV’s in the desert.
JBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09016073653349776611noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119396149535553972.post-87088955449126294852023-11-17T16:12:00.003-07:002023-11-17T16:12:47.196-07:00A Different Sort of DayI started off my walkabout this morning in a bit of fog. It was really quite different, the shot below is a panorama of my view for much of the ramble. I would say visibility was about 8-10 paces.
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It was really quite disorienting in a kind of cool way. When your sight is handicapped your other senses take over and especially your hearing, the crunch of your footsteps, as you wander through the desert. Ghostly cacti appearing out of the mist and the disappearing again. Weird but I am sure welcome for the flora and fauna that call this place home. Those desert tortoises I talked about a few days ago probably depend on these mists and the accompanying humidity to get a sip or two of liquid into their diet.
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That is a shot of our rig as I left walking into the mists of time. Brenda figured I should stay home but I thought with all of the technology we have at hand now, the likelihood of me disappearing forever were quite slim. That and the fact that I have walked all over this desert for years and only once saw a tortoise here, I got to thinking maybe they are only out and active on days like this. Sure enough when I stopped and listened I was certain I could hear the sounds of their footsteps and maybe the echos of their shells clunking together as they snuck through the fog in migrating herds. Can't prove it but I am sure they are out there.
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I did enjoy the time in a the sensory deprivation tank though, but as I finished my wander the mists started to burn off and the sun shone through.
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And by the time I got back to DPA the day was warming up and we were once again tortoise free.
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JBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09016073653349776611noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119396149535553972.post-31879528538013695982023-11-16T19:23:00.004-07:002023-11-16T19:23:32.654-07:00El CentroToday started the same as everyday, a desert walkabout, and then back to camp for a kick back and relax. Our rain last night didn't amount to much, but it did settle the dust around camp, but no sign of water in the washes. But, we did hear one crash of thunder off in the distance.
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No real colourful sunrise but the clouds in the sky added a little drama to the situation so there is that. Yesterday I did manage to round up a hummingbird feeder so I shanghai'd a cup or two of sugar from Brenda's baking supply and mixed up a feed for my hummingbird friends. We haven't seen any around, since we arrived here at American Girl Wash, which is strange, but maybe now the grub is on the hook they will drop by.
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Once we got all that out of the way a trip to Costco was on the agenda. We needed to restock our meat locker here at DPA and when we can't get our usual Long Run Ranch Beef down the road from Dogpound, we usually default to Costco. They seem to have good cuts of beef wherever we go, and for a change the Costco in El Centro also had pork chops with the bone-in. Those have been non-existent at our local Costco back at DPN, so they will be a special treat. Yuma, just across the California/Arizona border has a Marine base and we hear some fast moving jets going by but they usually are above the clouds or gone by quick so I miss any decent shots. However I did spot this pair over the desert early this afternoon, and I expect this was a refueling training mission happening.
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And shortly afterwards this fellow gave us a pass by just checking out the RV'ers I expect.
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Cloudy all day today, and then it was sunset time. Some places you go folks are lining up to shoot the sunset, but here it just us, and it almost seems a waste for Charlie Russell to waste all that time painting that sunset just for us two lone Canucks. But, dang it, I am going to enjoy it all the more, if it's just for us.
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Now if there is one thing I have learned about picturin' sunsets or sunrises, you better hang tight and stay for the whole show cause something might come along that blows the already spectacular images you got clear out of the picture. The moon popped through the clouds for this cameo for about 3 or 4 seconds and I was pretty happy to be sitting there waiting for it. Not a hard job, it was a beautiful night and the entire event was pretty decent as the time-lapse shows but this image made the day for me.
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JBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09016073653349776611noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119396149535553972.post-12567908423321310602023-11-15T19:07:00.000-07:002023-11-15T19:07:17.957-07:00American Girl WashToday began just like the past few days, a walkabout, but in a new place, not just for this year, but a different spot than we usually holed up in here along Ogilby Road. I took a hike over to our old spot just to see what is happening there. The approach off the road is a little sketchy now, we might have been able to drag the Solitude over it, but maybe not. There is no one over in that part this year and I think maybe that is because of this fellow we spotted there last time we were in the neighbourhood a few years back.
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There is a sign over there indicating that you better stay on the trail, as these fellows and their buddies the desert hares might be having some kind of races going on. He has a hard enough time eeking out a living here in the desert without us infringing upon his territory so we are happy to find another spot.
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This desert is completely different than back in our old spot at Bouse and walking is easier, not many hills, but the featurelessness is somewhat misleading, so I need to keep track of where I am going and make sure I don't just wander off into the desert and become a legend, lost forever.
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These things, balloons that float off into the skies, should be banned, they are probably the most common thing I find wandering about out here, a few every year. They get released to celebrate everything from birthdays to memorials and then litter the landscape and either endanger the wildlife, like my friend the desert tortoise, or spook some unsuspecting horse and rider when one of these things leaps out waving a shiny flag at them. It is probably not a coincidence that just yesterday a friend of mine back home, down the road from Dogpound, was asking people to stop buying them. This one is safely in the landfill now.
I am not sure we will have much of a sunset here tonight, as I write this journal late in the afternoon, we are getting a little rainfall, enough to dampen the dust here alongside the wash so for now I will stick in a couple of shots of the desert and the sunrise as I wandered about out there.
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It never fails to surprise me how the sky can change so rapidly here, but those time-lapses I have shared have shown that pretty clearly.JBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09016073653349776611noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119396149535553972.post-82402886228596030722023-11-14T19:07:00.004-07:002023-11-14T19:07:51.017-07:00Down the Road from DogpoundThis morning started like most down here in the desert, I was up and out for a walkabout, but today it was just a short one, enough to see a few favourite spots and gather a picture or two for the journal. I still haven't figured out how to actually make blogger make paragraphs yet so the pictures serve as spacers to keep the words from all jumbling together.
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This place outside of Bouse is probably my favourite spot from a desert rambling point of view, there is just so much variety here and so many hills and washes to explore it would take an entire winter to see it all.
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So that said, we will be back here, but there are other places to see, and trails to wander, plus we have been here for 14 days and although we haven't yet run out of water and our tanks aren't full, that is probably not far in the future so we headed into the local RV Park, and dumped the tanks that needed dumping, and filled those that needed filling, and pointed Dogpound Anywhere southward.
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Whoa, that is a kind of crooked picture, but it is what it is. We have changed deserts, left the Sonoran Desert and moved across the Colorado River into the Mojave Desert, to a familar spot to many, alongside American Girl Wash. We will call California home for a while now, although we can still jump back across the border into Yuma, Arizona for cheaper fuel and most of our shopping, although one day we might run west to El Centro just to exercise our Costco membership.
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Pretty decent sunset to welcome us to our new digs tonight. The little screen in the bottom hints that if it works out I might have a time-lapse of the sunset as well. But while I am waiting for that to happen I thought I might make a comment on the roads we have encountered on our journey south this year. Now I frequent some forums that folks using the Alaska Highway, the Cassiar, and the Dempster chat on all year round, but especially the summer. Now the Alaska Highway crosses some difficult terrain up in the Yukon, muskeg and permafrost so it has a reputation for having some horrendous frost heaves on it, and I can vouch the veracity of those claims. But it seems to me that the highways down in the States suffer from some kind of heat rash, that is equally as hard on vehicles. We have driven some that had us hurling up and down, lurching from pothole to pothole, or heat blister to heat blister. It appears that our American hosts suffer from the same kind of infrastructure deficit we Canadians do. Just makes me curious where we are spending our tax dollars cause I am sure way back when, we paid lower taxes and we had better roads. All that said Highway 78 out of Blythe heading towards Brawley, a lonely two lane highway was pretty near the best road we have been on since heading down the road from Dogpound.
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Not sure what the attraction was but it was a multi-species mob scene there in front of the laundry. But what looked like a pretty blah sunset tonight surprised us at the last minute with a pretty spectacular show of colour as Ol' Sol slipped off into the west.
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And then I captured this while the iPhone was doing the time-lapse above.
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Oh and today I had to restock my meds, that took about 10 minutes, but let me know we had been on the road for 4 weeks already. Time flys when you are having fun I guess.JBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09016073653349776611noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119396149535553972.post-25785402402360277522023-11-12T18:28:00.005-07:002023-11-12T18:31:45.193-07:00More of the SameAfter I got done my walk this morning I did absolutely nothing so that is about it for the day, a few pictures and a lot of chillin'.
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Only after I uploaded the pictures did the similarity between my images and my day become obvious, a lot of deadwood there.
JBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09016073653349776611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119396149535553972.post-88020868316082745642023-11-11T18:09:00.000-07:002023-11-11T18:09:47.332-07:00Same Old, Same OldLike most days I went for a walk in the desert this morning. I don't know why, guess I am hoping someday I will see a burning bush or a stone tablet with some new marching orders on it, but so far no bueno, nada, nothing. I do get to see some cool cracks and crannies though. Today I headed up closer to TV hill, the big pile of rocks to the SW of our spot here. A dozen years ago when we first came here I saw some <a href="https://johnbrendasincredibleadventure.blogspot.com/2011/01/another-sunny-warm-day.html">Desert Big Horns</a> up on that little mountain, so I am always hopeful to repeat that experience. I remember from that first encounter that the first indication I had that those critters were up there with me was hearing the rocks moving around as they moved around. They are pretty well camoflauged to keep well hidden on those rocky hillsides so I spend a little time just listening to the sounds of silence when I get close to the mountain.
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It is quiet up there in the early mornings, so quiet you can hear the grass growing and let me tell you it grows quietly here in the desert.
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Although we are not having those dramatic skies that are so common at Dogpound North, there is always a splash of colour on the horizon for sun-up here at Dogpound Anywhere in the desert.
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After my walk today, and a little book reading we decided it was time to head into Parker and try out a new Mexican restaurant, Lily's Mexican Cafe, that I had heard about. It was a cafeteria style place and our food all came in styrfoam boxes, probably because it seemed most of their business was takeout, but nevertheless it was good and hit the spot. We of course also popped up to the Safeway to gather a few things we might need back at home. I would show you a picture of the restaurant, but Brenda took that one and if you want to see it you might have to slide over to her Twitter page, not sure how you find that but you can try searching "fringe minority, with unacceptable views", inside joke for our Canadian readers, but that will certainly get you in the right neighbourhood to find her account. Here we just have pictures of the desert.
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That was a hidden little arbour in the wash I came upon on the way home. We pretty much live in a postcard out here, the shot below is a commission piece Brenda requested after seeing it out the window over our headboard.
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JBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09016073653349776611noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119396149535553972.post-87341549570982577432023-11-10T18:37:00.000-07:002023-11-10T18:37:14.734-07:00Out and AboutToday we decided it was time to renew old acquaintances, a few years back, February of 2018, we crashed the party at <a href="https://aplacecalledaway.blogspot.com/">Lorne and Sue's</a> hangout north of Apache Junction, today we thought if was time to go back and finish the job. We sat in the sun telling some stories and chatting about life in an RV and all the people we know in common, bloggers all. And while we were there Riley and Deb from a <a href="https://murpheys.blogspot.com/">A Long and Lonesome Highway</a> joined the group. It was nice to finally meet them in person after following their blog for years.
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As usual my people picturin' skills were sadly lacking and I didn't get any photos of either bunch, to busy telling stories Brenda said. She was probably right, it is not often anymore that I run into folks polite enough to not get up and wander off while I am telling stories. It never fails to amaze us how comfortable it is sitting with folks who we never really see very often or even ever at all. Reading their blogs/journals has given a window into their lives that is rare in this day and age.
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The shot above was taken once again from the front steps of Dogpound Anywhere (DPA) and the sun was just starting its morning ascent, while the moon was lingering a little longer. Out of frame is Jupiter which was almost as prominent in that morning sky. I was just heading out on my daily wander through the desert, when I caught this one.
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A couple of looks at one of the washes I wander down on my journey. And below is a shot from DPA's steps once we got home from our visit this afternoon.
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And if this works here is a Time-lapse of the sunset here at DPA this evening.
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And if it doesn't work, well it is pretty cool anyway, this phone continues to amaze me.JBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09016073653349776611noreply@blogger.com6