'OH DAD CAN I PLEASE GO OVER AND PLAY WITH MY NEW PALS’
Stepping out of the Motorhome Sunday night I was bowled over by the encompassing darkness and beautiful star filled night sky. With the Moon lighting up the night for the past 3 weeks and being closer to earth bound lights what a treat it was to be once again standing in complete silence with glittering diamonds overhead stretching from mountain top to mountain top. How unfortunate that so few people ever get to experience anything like that.
SUNRISE IN THE GRASSLANDS AND ON THE SANTA RITA MOUNTAINS BELOW
EASY WALKING OUT HERE IN LAS CIENEGAS
WE DON’T CALL IT THE GRASSLANDS FOR NOTHING
For the size of the Las Cienegas Conservation Area there are not a lot of boon-docking sties and the ones that are here are sometimes little dusty road pull offs with most of them big rig friendly though. Not large parking areas here like Rock House Road in Borrego Springs or Ogilbe Road west of Yuma. There are two entrances into Las Cienegas, one from the south off highway 82 and one off highway 83 from the west. The Empire Ranch is closest to the paved west entrance. For anyone who is unsure and has never been here I might suggest you un-hook somewhere in Sonita and drive the few miles out into the Cienegas grasslands to scout out a spot, if there is one. Throw a couple lawn chairs in your toad in case you find a spot you like. Leave the chairs on the site and return for your tow vehicle or trailer. For experienced boon-dockers just bring your house with ya and you'll know what to do. Or if your coming in the west entrance just follow the pavement to the Empire Ranch and un-hook there. You will find wheelchair accessible washrooms at the Ranch and water. Because of a few steep gulleys that might drag the rear end of our rig I suggest you do not try to drive your RV between the south and west entrances but definitely take your toad on that drive to see the nice wet area pond along the way. By the way you will not find any cactus in the grasslands so no ‘stickers’ in little paws.
REMINDS ME OF AN AFRICAN SAVAHHAH
A WELL DRESSED INTREPID MORNING WALKER
MUST BE SOMETHING TO SEE WATER RUSHING THROUGH HERE DURING THE AREA’S SUMMER MONSOONS
THOSE ARE THE HAZY HUACHUKA MOUNTAINS ON THE HORIZON AND OUR RIG IS VISIBLE LOWER LEFT
ALWAYS LOOKING FOR GOLD NUGGEST
BACK FROM OUR MORNING WALK PHEEBS GETS A BRUSHING
Feeling like a second restful day around the coach Kelly stayed home while Pheebs and I headed out for a Jeep ride. Sonoita is about 5 miles south down highway 83 so little Monkey Buns and I headed that way where I stopped for a coffee to go. Having a destination in mind we headed east out of Sonoita on highway 82 until we found the south entrance to Las Cienegas. We knew a long time RV Blogger friend of ours was camped out somewhere down that-a-way and we weren’t long in finding Ivan and Hailey. Last time we saw Ivan nearly a year ago he was camped out south of Patagonia Arizona. We had ourselves quite a chin wag this morning for maybe an hour or so. Ivan has an adventuress traveling spirit and always likes to search for out of the way boon-docking spots. Pheebs got to say hello to Ivan’s cat Hailey through the closed screen door. Soon it was time to go and bidding Ivan a fair adieu Pheebs and I took the super dusty winding back road through the Conservation to our rig about 5 miles to the north. We were home shortly after high noon.
YES INDEED FOLKS IT’S THAT ELUSIVE IVAN FELLOW HIS VERY SELF
PHEEBS GETS A TUMMY RUB
NO IVAN’S NOT TRYING TO LIGHT UP A SMOKE IN THE WIND HE’S TRYING TO SEE IF HE GOT A PICTURE OF PHEEBS AND I ON HIS SMARTPHONE…..BESIDES HE’S A NON-SMOKER
Not much going on this afternoon except for sitting outside enjoying south-eastern Arizona’s marvelous for us 73 degree temperatures under clear sunny skies. We are both so happy to be away from the heat further west. Until the past couple years Kelly wasn’t bothered by hot days like I was but now it bothers her more than even me at times although I am the one who publically complains about it. Temps going up to 80+ here in a couple weeks but we’ll be long gone from here by then.
A FAINT MORNING MOON SETTLES WESTWARD
OUR RIG AS SEEN FROM NEAR THE KING RANCH….AS THE CROW FLIES WE ARE ABOUT HALF A MILE NORTHEAST OF THE RANCH
PART OF THE ONE TIME VERY ACTIVE EMPIRE RANCH….I STILL HAVE UN-PUBLISHED PHOTOS FROM A YEAR AGO WHEN WE WALKED ALL AROUND HERE
WHILE AT IVAN’S THIS MORNING WE SAW 4 PRONGHORN ANTELOPE SAUNTER BY
COMING BACK FROM IVANS I STOPPED FOR A FEW PHOTOS OF A SMALL POND ALONGSIDE THE ROAD
NEAR WHERE WE ARE CAMPED WE HAVE THIS HANDY LITTLE TIRE WASH
We were surprised late this afternoon when Pheebs all of a sudden went flying out the door. Yes we often leave our door wide open. There was a sudden stampeding of hooves away from our coach and when we looked out we had about 40 head of cattle standing close by staring at us. Cows love Pheebs and Pheebs loves cows and many long time readers will remember when we were camped south of Congress Arizona in late January of 2012 and Pheebs was in a circle of cows going around touching noses with them. Pheebs and I slowly walked over talking to the cows but they were a little unsure and backed off. Being the curious critters they are I’m sure they will be back again to see Pheebs.
STEPPING OUT OF THE COACH THIS IS WHAT WE SAW AND THEY HAD BEEN UP TO JUST THE OTHER SIDE OF THE FIREPIT
YEP WE HAD US A A REAL ARIZONA BOVINE STAND-OFF ALRIGHT LATE THIS AFTERNOON
‘OH PLEASE DAD CAN I GO OVER AND PLAY WITH MY NEW PALS’
‘I THINK THEY’RE ALL GOING HOME NOW DAD’
GOING HEAD TO HEAD
AND EYE TO EYE TOO
‘OKAY IF I CAN’T PLAY WITH MY COW PALS I’LL PLAY WITH MY TOYS
GROANER’S CORNER:(( While two families were waiting in line to see the Washington Monument, their two 5-year-old boys were getting acquainted. "My name is Joshua. What's yours?" asked the first boy. "Adam," replied the second. "My daddy is a doctor. What does YOUR daddy do for a living?" asked Joshua. Adam proudly replied, "My daddy is a lawyer." "Honest?" asked Joshua. "No, just the regular kind," replied Adam.
Okay, here’s a real Groaner!!
A man is waiting for wife to give birth. The doctor comes in and informs the dad that his son was born without torso, arms or legs. The son is just a head! But the dad loves his son and raises him as well as he can, with love and compassion. After 21 years, the son is old enough for his first drink. Dad takes him to the bar and tearfully tells the son he is proud of him.
Dad orders up the biggest, strongest drink for his boy. With all the bar patrons looking on curiously and the bartender shaking his head in disbelief, the boy takes his first sip of alcohol. Swoooop! A torso pops out!
The bar is dead silent; then bursts into a whoop of joy. The father, shocked, begs his son to drink again. The patrons chant "Take another drink"! The bartender still shakes his head in dismay.
Swoooop! Two arms pops out. The bar goes wild. The father, crying and wailing, begs his son to drink again. The patrons chant, "Take another drink"! The bartender ignores the whole affair. By now the boy is getting tipsy, and with his new hands he reaches down, grabs his drink and guzzles the last of it. Swoooop! Two legs pop out.
The bar is in chaos. The father falls to his knees and tearfully thanks God. The boy stands up on his new legs and stumbles to the left.... then to the right.... right through the front door, into the street, where a truck runs over him and kills him instantly.
The bar falls silent. The father moans in grief. The bartender sighs and says, "That boy should have quit while he was a head."