STARTED THE DAY WITH A ROCK SCRAMBLE & FINISHED IT WITH A CAMPFIRE

KELLY LOOKS TOWARDS THE RIDGE PEAK WE ARE CONTEMPLATING CLIMBING
 
HMMMM, IS THIS SOMETHING I REALLY WANT TO DO

THE CLIMB UP OFF THE DESERT FLOOR BEGINS…PETER & KELLY ARE VISIBLE ON THE TRAIL
It’s not every night I get to sleep bathed in Moonlight but the last few nights that is exactly what has been happening.  Our rig faces West which means the big back window at the head of the bed faces East.  Leaving the sunshade & blind up allows the Moonbeams to flood across my bed.  And when the Moon has slipped into the western sky how nice it is to look up & see all the stars through the window twinkling high above.

PICKING OUR WAY THROUGH THE BOULDERS
  
STOPPING FOR A PHOTO & ATOP THE RIDGE
Another great night for Pheebs & I in the rig.  Much easier in the Winnie Wagon with just one person instead of two.  I don’t mind small spaces but find it hard sharing small spaces.  Must say I do envy all that space folks have in their 40+ feet Diesel Bangers, 5th wheels & travel trailers.  I would love all that freedom of movement.  Bigger washroom, bigger kitchen area, bigger bedroom, & the bigger list just goes on & on.  Knowing me I would enjoy driving a 40’ Class A (our Damon was 33’)but I would not enjoy the loss of freedom it might incur when wanting to go to spots we like to go.  With our smaller Class C we can pop into pretty well any gas station anywhere.  McDonalds & Cracker Barrel parking lots are not a problem.  Cozy boondocking spots could be a challenge with the risk of damaging something even greater.  And from reading many blogs over the years it almost seems to me the bigger the rig the more problem prone it can be.  More things to go wrong I suppose.  And more money to get those wrong things fixed.  But I sure do like all that great spacious room inside.  Can’t argue with that in my books………..
 
KELLY POINTS OUT THE SHADOW COWBOY TAKING THE PICTURE…DATE CREEK MOUNTAINS IN THE BACKGROUND
This morning’s walk destination was more of a rock scrambling hike destination.  In back of our place a block away is a tall rocky ridge running along.  That ridge often appears in many of my backyard photos.  The ridge has a summit with a Palo Verde tree & a large rock forming a gap in between.  Kelly, Peter, & I headed for that gap this morning.

A 300mm VIEW OF OUR HOUSE FROM THE GAP

A 300mm VIEW OF THE GAP FROM OUR HOUSE
A trail is visible at the beginning winding it’s way up through the large boulders but the farther one goes the less visible the trail becomes & that’s where the rock scrambling begins.  Sometimes we were on the trail & sometimes we were not.  Wasn’t long in shedding my flannel shirt leaving it on a rock alongside the trail.  Stepping carefully & sometimes following the Pheebs ahead of us we finally reached a ridge.  Just short of the final steep & a bit difficult rock scramble to the summit is a flat area on top of that ridge.  Kelly remained here to work on a couple rock Cairns.

THE SCATTERED LITTLE TOWN OF CONGRESS AZ STRETCHES OUT BELOW
For Kelly & I this was our second climb up to the ridge.  In March when my painful hip began feeling a bit better last winter we did make the same climb.  Kelly built a couple rock Cairns then but gusty winds toppled them a few days later.  This morning she was determined to erect a couple more.

THE VIEW THROUGH THE GAP & OUR HOUSE IS ACTUALLY VISIBLE JUST TOP OF DEAD CENTER
Peter & I did make it another hundred yards to the top both using slightly different routes through the jumbled boulders.  At one point I saw Peter on his belly squeezing through a narrow rock opening. 

SAW SOMETHING EMERGING FROM BETWEEN TWO ROCKS
 
TURNS OUT IT WAS PETER SQUEEZING HIMSELF TO BITS BETWEEN TWO BOULDERS
Minutes later we were both standing in the gap atop the ridge between the Palo Verde tree & a large boulder.  Great views of Congress to the southeast spread out across the desert floor.  The Weaver Mountains were visible to our northeast, The Wickenburg Mountains stood far off to the East while Vulture Peak rose sharply out of a hazy horizon to our South.  The Harquahala Mountains are the highest mountain range in southwestern Arizona & we could see them looming up in the far distant desert mists to the South-West. ( see our HARQUAHALA PEAK....AN OLD SMITHSONIAN OBSERVATORY & OUR TOUGHEST JEEP CHALLENGE YET) To our North-west rising closest out of the desert floor were the southern end of the Date Creek Mountains.  Between us & the Date Creek mountains stretched the vast desert where we have taken many of our Jeep trips & morning walks.  Nice feeling of accomplishment standing there this morning in the quickly warming sun gazing about all around us.  Because I am familiar with the area I was able to point out points of interest to Peter.  We lingered about 10 minutes before tackling the really tough part of any climbing rock scramble……going down.

PHEEBS & PETER STAND IN THE ‘GAP’ OVERLOOKING OUR CONGRESS NEIGHBORHOOD BELOW
   
NOW HERE’S A HAPPY GUY JUST ENJOYING THE SCENERY ON A FINE SUNNY ARIZONA MORNING
Of course going up & down is never a problem for Pheebs.  While Peter & I were at the ridge summit Pheebs made two trips back down to where Kelly was working on her rock cairns & back up again to check on Peter & I.

Picking our way carefully down through the rough & tumble boulders Peter & I carefully made our way to where Kelly was & we all began our descent…..but not on the trail. 

 
I THINK WE GO THAT WAY KEMOSABE
 
We couldn’t seem to find it for the most part so it took us longer coming down as we stumbled our way over rocks through prickly Cactus.  Probably had something to do with us deciding on a short cut of course.  Those ‘short cuts’ inevitably end up in the dumpster somewhere causing the short cut-eee double the energy expenditure. 

GEEEZZZZ, THERE’S GOTTA BE A TRAIL AROUND HERE SOMEWHERE
 
NOT SO SURE THIS WAS SUCH A GOOD IDEA
Peter picked up some cactus barbs in his right leg.  Luckily it was Pheebs who a couple times showed us the trail again but only long enough for us to lose it again.  As we made our way closer to the bottom of the ridge the trail finally became clearer again & we made our way quickly to the rock base & welcome flat ground.  And we only had a block to walk to get home………….Nice:))
 
AND FINALLY WE WERE DOWN FROM ATOP THAT POINTY ROCK RIDGE AT TOP LEFT
While Peter worked away at getting the stickers out of his leg Pheebs & I came out to the rig for a short Siesta & morning snack.  Not necessarily in that order though.  Kelly came out & said she had made some Olive Garden soup so we went in for lunch.  Didn’t tell her Pheebs & I just had some lunch.  Us guys are always up for a second lunch for sure:)) 

CAN YOU FIND KELLY
Rest of the day was quiet.  Peter, Leslie, & Kelly, are all bookworms so they spend a lot of time reading.  My bookworm prowess has still not returned since reading my last book about 3 years ago.  I have books here waiting to be read but I just have not got at em yet………………….  
 
CONGRESS SCHOOL VISIBLE IN LEFT PHOTO
Well I’ll be darned if I didn’t have to break out a fan early this afternoon here in the rig.  First time I can recall having a cooling fan on this year here.

KELLY’S ROCK CAIRNS
Pat McFall had sent us an Escapee newsletter saying an hour’s talk was to be given at North Ranch in the clubhouse today at 4.  Thought it might be something we might be interested in & we were.  Congress’s Fire Chief gave a talk on what to do if one has a vehicle breakdown in the desert.  Very informative & we will not be leaving home again without our Delorme P40 GPS device.

CONGRESS’S FIRE CHIEF GIVES A TALK ON DESERT SAFETY
Spent a bit of time updating pages in our, ‘A Little Bit About The Bayfield Bunch’ section which can be found towards the bottom of our side bar on the right.  I have 3 pages there telling all about us, where we met, why we decided on the RV Snow Bird lifestyle, our early days together, some background info on each one of us including our parents, how we became the Bayfield Bunch, plus other little tidbits along the way…..

KELLY’S ROCK CAIRN
We have a satellite dome on our rig wired in & set up for Dish TV but we have never activated it.  We have gone back & forth on the decision of whether to do so or not.  If we were full-timers the decision would have been easy right from the start.  Yes, let’s fire it up.  But with our Snow Birding ways & less boondocking days it is hard to justify the expense.  And how drastically important is TV anymore with all the shlock & ever growing even shlockier shows on.  Still, if we were fulltiming it is something we would probably do.  Randy & Pam over at THE ROADRUNNER CHRONICLES, now in Quartzsite just swapped out their Kingdome satellite dish for a WINEGARD TRAV'LER fold down dish a few days ago giving them the best high definition TV they have ever had.  Slip on over & Randy will tell you all about the installation complete with photos.    

<<< LIKED HOW THE SUN WAS LIGHTING MY ‘HOPPY’ PHOTO TODAY.  THANKS AGAIN RUSS & DONNA:))
Name of the artist on that odd painting we bought a week ago is Courtney Moyah.  Haven’t been able to find out a whole lot about the artist as of yet but we’re still looking around on the internet.  Might be a connection to the Tohono O’odham Indian band but not sure.

Finished our day with a backyard campfire & a bit of stargazing.  We have a backyard campfire pit in our Bayfield back yard as well.

 
GROANER’S CORNER:((  Will - Why do you water your lawn with whisky?  Bill - So that it comes up half-cut.
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
All the kings' horses,
And all the kings' men.
Had scrambled eggs,
For breakfast again.

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