Despite it being clear & cold Pheebs & I spent a fine first night in the rig. Our friend Sarge had lent us one of those plug in radiator type oil heaters last winter & with that quiet heat source in the rig we were quite toasty. Needless to say we are plugged into electricity. Nice not having to run the rig’s propane fired furnace. We do have a Legacy Blue Flame heater which is my fav but we don’t have it hooked up.
Big bright sunny day with temps slowly coming up so I don’t have a lot of weather complaining to do for a change. Turned out to be a quiet day around our little ranch. Leslie & Peter were needing a relaxing day after a long day’s travel on Monday so they caught up on some reading etc.
Of course Pheebs & I weren’t too keen on sitting around so off we went later in the morning. Again not knowing which direction we wanted to go I simply asked my stomach for any suggestions. Stomach came back requesting some sweet onion sauce & of course the only place I knew where to get that was Subway in Wickenburg. Less than half an hour later Pheebs & were sitting in Subway’s parking lot munching down a 6” Tuna Sub with sweet onion sauce on it:))
From there it was our usual scenic slow drive out Constellation Road to Blue Tank, Rincon, & Scenic Loop Road. Just a nice day for a drive & I hardly took any photos. Three to be exact. It’s just that traveling the same roads around here my photos have become repetitious as well as my descriptions of where we are, what we are seeing, & what we are doing. Even I get tired of the same old words & photos every day so that’s about all I can say about that except for supper tonight we all decided on a Pizza from the Congress Depot. Yummy as usual…………… Lights out…zzzzzzzzz
A TOUCH OF SNOW LEFT IN THE DISTANT WICKENBURG MOUNTAINS
GROANER’S CORNER:(( Eye Halve a Spelling Chequer::
Eye halve a spelling chequer
It came with my pea sea
It plainly marques four my revue
Miss steaks eye kin knot sea.
Eye strike a key and type a word
And weight four it two say
Weather eye am wrong oar write
It shows me strait a weigh.
As soon as a mist ache is maid
It nose bee fore two long
And eye can put the error rite
Its rarely ever wrong.
Eye have run this poem threw it
I am shore your pleased two no
Its letter perfect in it's weigh
My chequer tolled me sew.
-- Sorce unknown