PHEEBS & ALL HER NEW PALS

PHEEBS JUST HAS A NATURAL ABILITY TO MAKE FRIENDS

Saw 3 spirited horses gallup down a dusty trail beside us last night with heads high in the air.  Half a dozen curious cows approached our campsite in the evening to wish us well & welcome us to the neighborhood.    Pheebs doesn’t know what to make of these big 4 legged critters & this may very well be the first time she has ever seen cows & horses.  I just love having animals for neighbors. 

OUTSIDE OUR WINDSHIELD THIS MORNING

We are the only folks here in our new location.  Not another rig in sight anywhere.  How great is that eh:))  Despite being in the northern end of the Sonoran desert we haven’t seen a lot of cactus around.  We also love the lush green color of many large Desert Broom plants.   Noticed some nice yellow flowers blooming as well.  The ground here is a hard packed fine gravely clay sand so we will have to keep an eye on the weather because it could be pretty soupy if it rains.  The ground is also much friendlier to doggy paws & Jeep tires.

 

I THINK THE GREEN SHRUB IS A DESERT PAINTBRUSH

NEARLY BACK FROM OUR MORNING WALK

I could see the lights of Wickenburg on the horizon last night & a huge glow on the same horizon from the large city of Phoenix, Arizona.  Not to worry, we will not be going anywhere near that big Phoenix place.  We are about 66 miles away & that’s plenty close enough to any big city for this small town boy.

I know fellow RVing Blogger Mike from MIKE & PAT'S TRAVELS  is in the neighborhood somewhere so we’ll be looking up Mike & Pat for sure in a few days.

One of the great things I like about Arizona is it’s wide diversity of scenic landscapes.  The desert around our present location is yet again different from other areas we have been.  We are ringed by ever present mountain ranges but the desert floor is different.  Greener than Bouse but we don’t have the cactus so abundant near Ajo.  More  vegetation than Cochise County’s Sulphur Springs Valley though.  Mesquite trees & scrub make up the desert floor here forming a mini forest with scrub averaging 3 or 4 feet & trees reaching maybe 25 feet.

 

Jeeped ourselves into Wickenburg around 9:30 this morning to have us a look around & familiarize ourselves with the town.  Wickenburg is one of those places a person is probably going to like right away.  We did.

  

 

 

Headed ourselves right downtown to visit the old streets.  Lots of parking & the town center is small enough to easily walk everywhere.  Great southwest architecture & great southwest colors.  The town has pulled out all the stops to make it people friendly.  Focusing on it’s history, we enjoyed the Cowboy Museum as well as our walk around the downtown area.  Kinda reminded my of Jackson Hole Wyoming a bit.

  

Kelly was feeling a need for Mexican Food so we stopped into a place called Anita’s.  I was a bit alarmed when I didn’t see hamburgers on the menu but was assured something called a shredded Chimichanga would not set my face on fire.  Closed my eyes & wolfed it down pretending it was a McDonald’s Big Mac.

 

This Wickenburg place is a mighty fine little town alright & for sure we will be back again over the next few days or so.  Slipped into Safeway on the way back to the rig for some groceries & headed back out of town to our quiet little spot in the desert with all the cows.

  

EVEN FOUND AN OLD STEAM ENGINE FOR SAM

We had about 40 visitors this afternoon & we really enjoyed their company as they gathered around our rig & fire pit.  We had ourselves a great Happy Hour.  Our company was particularly enjoyed by the Pheebs as she made herself a whole bunch of new friends.   Their bathroom habits left a little to be desired but we didn’t mind because it was just so great watching Pheebs interact with her new Pals & having so much fun.  What a special little dog she is:))

   

The Last Paragraph:  I have always been in the habit of sharing locations & information about boon docking spots with others & up until yesterday I have often blogged about our daily location.  I am now re-thinking all that.

 

 

From the beginning, I oriented my blog around RV traveling & sharing our experiences of where we are, where we go & what we see.  I have always tried to pass on information to other travelers in hopes they may see & experience many of the same things we do.  I recently blogged a fair bit about the great scenic boon docking spots on Darby Wells Road in Ajo.  Since then a few blog readers have journeyed there & enjoyed the beautiful scenery just as we did.  I felt good inside knowing that I was directly or indirectly contributing to someone else’s enjoyment of nature whether they be friends or strangers.  

 

However, a long time boon docker at the Clark Dry Lake Bed near Borrego Springs a few years ago was miffed that I was blogging about the great boondocking opportunities there.  He figured my telling everybody about it would attract too many people.  Happened a few times since then & again recently at Darby Wells when a long time boon docker made it clear my blog could very well attract too many people to the area.  I do understand the other side of this coin & being a private person myself I do understand not wanting to have a lot of people around.  But, my blog is not a national travel magazine reaching thousands of RVing people so there is not going to be a flood of RV’ers flocking to an area threatening the few people who may like it there.  In fact, we have noticed a decline in boon docking RV’ers the past 3 years compared to 5 years ago………..Anyway, this was just something that’s been sitting on my chest for awhile & today was the day to finally get it off.    

            

GROANER’S CORNER:((  A newly appointed young preacher was contacted by the local funeral director to hold a graveside committal service at a small country cemetery in Iowa. There was to be no funeral, just the committal, because the deceased had no family or friends left in Iowa. The young pastor started early to the cemetery, but soon lost his way.

After making several wrong turns, he finally arrived a half-hour late. The hearse was no where in sight, and the workmen were relaxing under a nearby tree, eating their lunch. The pastor went to the open grave and found that the vault lid was already in place. He took out his book and read the service in its entirety. As he returned to his car, he overheard one of the workmen say: "Maybe we'd better tell him that's the septic tank."

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