FOR PHEEBS AND I IT WAS OUR FIRST JEEP RIDE IN NEARLY TWO WEEKS

I did remember to step outside Tuesday night and have me a look at the night sky.  Lots of stars and the Milky Way was easily seen but as I scanned my eyes around the dark sky I could not find any of my old familiar constellation Pals.  Couldn’t seem to get myself oriented and couldn’t even find Orion.  There may have been some spotty high cloud cover throwing me off.  I’m sure I’ll get it straightened out next time out.  

I SLIPPED OVER TO THE PARK’S MAIN BUILDING TODAY AND TOOK A FEW PHOTOS OF THE LAUNDRY AND TV ROOMS

CLEANEST SPIC ‘N’ SPAN LAUNDRY ROOM WE HAVE EVER SEEN AND IT EVEN HAS A LAUNDRY TUB

A VERY RELAXING TV ROOM WITH BOOKS, GAMES,  AND DVD’S, ETC

YOU COULD EAT OF THESE FLOORS

‘HEY COME ON GUYS MOVE OVER’

Despite the clear night we woke up under a cloud cover again but that’s Okay because it’s much better than the stormy snow cold winter going on in Bayfield at the moment.

A FEW AFTERNOON PHOTOS ON MY WALKS WITH PHEEBS

CAME ACROSS THIS OLD CROSS ON THE DESERT FLOOR

SOMEONE HAS HAD TO SADLY BURY THEIR BEST PAL

I WOULD BE LEERY WALKING HERE IN THE SUMMER BECAUSE OF RATTLESNAKES

THE DESERT CAN BE A HARSH ENVIRONMENT

After 9 stressful days on the road traveling from Southern Ontario Canada to here in southern New Mexico it sure is nice to sit still for awhile.    The travel trailer beside us pulled out this morning so I have my scenic view back.  All is good in la-la land again:))

YAY WE HAVE OUR SUNSET VIEW BACK AGAIN

‘AWWWW NUTS’ THAT DIDN’T LAST LONG:((

Needing a few groceries and needing a Jeep ride even more Pheebs and I high tailed it out the door when Kelly hauled out the vacuum cleaner.  We hadn’t even gone a mile before we had to stop in the middle of the road and let some cows cross.  All part of why we love the southwest so much. 

OH-OH WE COULD HAVE US A STAND OFF HERE

SOON AS THE COWS RECOGNIZED PHEEBS WE WERE ALLOWED TO PASS

Knowing my way around Deming we headed straight for Walmart and luckily it was still where it was the last time we were there in 2018.  It was way back in December of 2006 we were first in that store.  From Walmart we headed for McDonalds to grab a snack and coffee.  After ordering an Egg McMuffin and small coffee I realized I didn’t have any American money, only a twenty dollar bill in Canadian.  Well they weren’t having any part of that of course so I pulled out my debit card which I had just used at Walmart.  The machine declined my card three times and that was that.  I tearily said goodbye to my Egg McMuffin now lying forlornly on the counter.  I asked the lady who waited on me if I could at least have a sip of my coffee and give my Egg McMuffin a hug before leaving.  She began reaching for something under the counter so I quickly exited the store.  Snackless, Pheebs and I cruised out of Deming looking for a good old dirt road to get ourselves on and help me with my McMuffin separation anxiety.  Found us a dusty Jeep road with a few good ruts and craters so followed it in the direction of the Florida Mountains before it narrowed down and ended at a red gate.  Feeling much better now we turned around and headed back in the direction of the El Rancho Lobo RV Park.  Kelly, feeling sorry for me after telling her about my McDonald fiasco patted me on my head, gave me a couple molassis cookies, and brewed me up a coffee.  Pheebs got a treat too.  All was once again good in la-la land despite my latest very much most major dilemma.

HEADING SOUTH IN THE DIRECTION OF THE FLORIDA MOUNTAIN RANGE

A NEWLY PLANTED VINEYARD WITH THE WINERY IN THE BACKGROUND

DOING SOME DISCING BETWEEN THE GRAPEVINE ROWS

GUESSING THIS FELLOW AS MAYBE A RED TAILED HAWK

NOT MAKING ANY GUESS  HERE AS TO WHAT COMBINATION OF VEHICLE PARTS THIS IS

AND AN ENGLISH CASTLE TYPE OF TURRET ON A ????

PECAN ORCHARDS ARE BIG BUSINESS IN THE SOUTHERN PARTS OF NEW MEXICO AND ARIZONA

PHEEBS AND I MAKE A TURN AROUND AT THIS RED GATE

‘SINCE YOU SCREWED IT UP AT McDONALDS DAD CAN WE GO HOME NOW AND GET SOMETHING TO EAT’

Unable to fit all my Adobe Deli photos into Tuesday night’s post I will finish them up here.  These photos show the lobby, adjacent rooms and washrooms.  Yes indeed this is quite a hauntingly unique place alright.

SOON AS ONE WALKS IN THE DOOR ONE KNOWS THIS IS NOT YOUR USUAL EATERY AND ANYONE ENJOYING YESTERYEAR’S  DUSTY OLD ANTIQUES AND JUST PLAIN OLD NEAT JUNK WILL BE RIGHT AT HOME

 

A long hallway lined with maybe a couple hundred dust encrusted baseball hats along one side of the ceiling hold sway over various antiques with rooms on either side harboring even more ghosts from the past.  And I did overhear our waitress telling a couple fellas who came in later about an unnerving experience she had late at night while closing up after everyone had left.  And I’m not surprised.

AND YES THAT IS A FOOSBALL TABLE UP THERE

THE ADOBE DELI ROASTS IT’S OWN COFFEE BEANS HERE IN THIS ROOM

MEN’S DOUBLE BARREL WASHROOM SINKS

 HEY GUYS WHEN’S THE LAST TIME YOU STOOD AT A URINAL WATCHING TV AND YES THAT IS THE WOMEN’S WASHROOM ON THE LEFT AND YES I DID GO IN THERE…..A FELLA’S GOT TO DO WHAT HE’S GOT TO DO FOR A PHOTO SOMETIMES…..BESIDES, WE WERE THE ONLY ONES THERE

  

VERY LAST ROOM DOWN THE HALL ON THE LEFT IS THE CIGAR SMOKING ROOM WHERE OUR WAITRESS SAID SYLVESTOR STALLONE WENT TO FIRE UP A BIG STOGIE

DON’T EVEN ASK ME TO EXPLAIN THIS SMOKE LOUNGE BUT JUST KNOW I LIKED IT

HOW GREAT IT IS TO HAVE PLACES LIKE THIS WHERE OLD TIRED AND DUSTY MEMORIES FIND A NEW HOME WAITING TO LOVINGLY RE-IGNITE SOMEONE’S LONG PAST MEMORIES OF ANOTHER AGE, ANOTHER ERA, ANOTHER PERIOD OF THEIR LIVES….IN THIS NEW TECHNO AGE WE NEED MORE OF THESE FADING ECHOS OF TIME TO REMIND US OF THAT OTHER DISAPPEARING WORLD MANY OF US ONCE GREW UP AND LIVED IN……AND I LIKE THAT

A FEW LAST PHOTOS UPON LEAVING

ONE HAS TO KEEP IN MIND IT’S WINTER HERE AND CAN ONLY IMAGINE HOW NICE THINGS MUST LOOK WHEN ALL THE TREES, VINES, SHRUBS, AND FLOWERS ARE LEAFED OUT IN THEIR FINEST DESERT GREENERY

IT WAS AT LAST TIME TO LEAVE THE UNFORGETABLE ADOBE DELI BEHIND….WHAT A PLACE WHAT A PLACE

‘HEY DON’T FORGET ME MOM AND DAD’

Turned out to be a very lazy afternoon for us.  Kelly did some cleaning this morning while Pheebs and I were out and that was about it.  I think we are all turning into a bunch of Motorhome potatoes.

NOT OFTEN YOU SEE A DIRT ROAD GOING OVER AN INTERSTATE

FROM ATOP THE OVERPASS A VIEW OF I-10’S EAST BOUND TRAFFIC

WESTBOUND TRAFFIC

VIEW OF EL RANCHO LOBO FROM THE DIRT ROAD OVERPASS

ALSO VIEWS FROM THE OVERPASS

When I saw the pool table in the exercise games room Tuesday I knew i would  be back to have a game with my Uncle Harry.  Harry passed away back in 2013 but the last time I held a pool cue in my hand was a few years before that when Harry would always beat me about 8 games out of every 10.  He was a great pool player and loved the game.  With not a soul around I walked over to the games room, uncovered the table, racked the balls and chalked my cue.  I broke and for the next half hour in my mind’s eye I could see Uncle Harry standing at the end of the table, making his shots, and occasionally complimenting me on a lucky shot or two.  When the game was over I slowly replaced the pool table cover and put the pool cue back in it’s place.  I turned out the lights and with a nod to the pool table and Uncle Harry I closed the door behind me.

HAD TO TAKE OFF THE BIG COWBOY HAT TO SEE WHAT I WAS LOOKING AT

Luckily for me it doesn’t happen very often but occasionally I will slip up and without thinking it through put something in my post that really doesn’t belong in my blog.  Sometimes I am aware of it and sometimes it takes someone else to make me aware of it.  And I will leave it at that……….

A FEW MORE AFTERNOON WALK PHOTOS

DESERT MAIL DELIVERY

PHEEBS PATIENTLY WAITS WHILE I STOP TO TAKE A FEW PHOTOS

A SOUND IN THE AFTERNOON SKY LED MY EYE TO THESE TWO MARINE V-22 OSPREY AIRCRAFT

NO NOT A V-22 OSPREY BUT WHAT I THINK IS A  COMMON RAVEN DESPITE HAVING WING TIPS VERY MUCH LIKE THAT OF A TURKEY VULTURE

INTERSTATE 10, THE SHADOW COWBOY, PHEEBS, AND EL RANCHO LOBO

EVERYTIME I WALK BY THIS CERAMIC TORTOISE IT’S HEAD UNCANNILY SEEMS TO SWIVEL AND FOLLOW ME

GROANER’S CORNER:((  A retired sailor purchased a computer and began to learn all about computing. Being a sailor, he was used to addressing his ships as "She" or "Her" but was unsure what was proper for computers.  To solve his dilemma, he set up two groups of computer experts: one group was male, and the other group was female.  The group of women reported that computers should be refereed to as "HE" because:

1. In order to get their attention you have to turn them on.

2. They have a lot of data but are still clueless.

3. They are supposed to help you solve problems but half the time they are the problem.

4. As soon as you commit to one, you realise that if you had waited a little longer, you could have had a newer and better model.

The group of men reported that computers should be refered to as "SHE" because:

1. No one but the creator understands their logic.

2. The native language they use to talk to other computers is incomprehensible to anyone else.

3. Even your smallest mistakes are stored in long term memory for later retrieval.

4. As soon as you make a commitment to one, you find yourself spending half your paycheck on accessories for it.

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A little girl and a little boy were at day-care one day. The girl approached the boy and said, "Hey Billy, want to play house?"He said, "Sure! What do you want me to do?"Sally replied, "I want you to communicate your feelings.""Communicate my feelings?" said a bewildered Billy. "I have no idea what that means."The little girl nods and says, "Perfect. You can be the husband".

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