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Sunday, January 15, 2023

ENJOYING THESE FEW SUNNY DAYS WHILE THEY LAST

 REFLECTIONS IN THE THINLY CRACKED ICE OF THE BAYFIELD RIVER
A second sunny blue sky morning in a row can easily be called Winter's tonic and with today's 28F temps, the day was doable.  Pheebs and I slipped into Bayfield for a drive down around the harbor and along Main Street.

 I THINK IT WAS THE SUNSHINE THAT BROUGHT OUT  ALLTHE FISHERMEN TO BAYFIELD'S SOUTH PIER THIS MORNING
Stopped at the Bayfield cemetery for a walk around a field and into an adjacent forest.  It felt good to be outside using my legs to take me somewhere.  And Pheebs always has a blast checking out all the new smells everywhere.  Despite the gray days, we are so fortunate to have these January snow-free days.  And, one of the best parts is being able to wear lightweight summer footwear again.

 THE FOREST IS LOOKING MORE LIKE LATE OCTOBER THAN THE MIDDLE OF JANUARY

JANUARY'S FOREST FLOOR
  HOW NICE TO BE WEARING LIGHT COMFORTABLE SUMMER FOOTWEAR INSTEAD OF HEAVY SNOW BOOTS
 AND BY GOLLY WE EVEN BUMPED INTO THE SHADOW COWBOY LEANING AGAINST A BEECH TREE
Another sunny afternoon walk for Pheebs and I again.  We are so fortunate here on the Park's hundred acres to have places to walk and today we did the only section of the Pine Tree Trail still remaining.  Actually, we did that yesterday too.  And, I think it was the first time ever that today I had my wheelbarrow in operation during the month of January.  With the exception of Arizona of course.  There are a lot of birdseed husks on the ground under our feeders so I figured it was a good day to rake all that stuff up, shovel it into my wheelbarrow and dump it in a pile where I can load it into my utility trailer in the Spring.

 SUNLIGHT REFLECTING IN THE CAMERA LENS MAKES FOR SOME NICE RAINBOW  COLORS
 LOVING THOSE BLUE SKIES

It was 12 years ago today I wrote a post entitled....Rattlesnakes, Raptors, And Rodneys In Wilcox Arizona.  Wilcox is the birthplace of past cowboy star Rex Allen and also the burial site of Warren Earp, the youngest of Tombstone's Earp brothers.  And we did manage to find his final resting place in the old Wilcox cemetery on this day.

 OUR MORNING CRUISE ALONG BAYFIELD'S MAIN STREET
GROANER'S CORNER:(( The Ten Commandments of Marriage::

Commandment 1.  Marriages are made in heaven. But so again, are thunder and lightning.

Commandment 2.  If you want your spouse to listen and pay strict attention to every word you say, talk in your sleep.

Commandment 3.  Marriage is grand — and divorce is at least 100 grand!

Commandment 4.  Married life is very frustrating. In the first year of marriage, the man speaks and the woman listens. In the second year, the woman speaks and the man listens. In the third year, they both speak and the neighbors listen.

Commandment 5.  When a man opens the door of his car for his wife, you can be sure of one thing: Either the car is new or the wife is.

Commandment 6.  Marriage is when a man and woman become as one; the trouble starts when they try to decide which one.

Commandment 7.  Before marriage, a man will lie awake all night thinking about something you said. After marriage, he will fall asleep before you finish talking.

Commandment 8.  Every man wants a wife who is beautiful, understanding, economical, and a good cook. But the law allows only one wife.

Commandment 9.  Every woman wants a man who is handsome, understanding, economical and a considerate lover, but again, the law allows only one husband.

Commandment 10.
Man is incomplete until he marries. After that, he is finished.
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Monday, September 19, 2016

NICE WEATHER DAY IN BAYFIELD AND A LOOK BACK TO SOME OF OUR ADVENTURES IN SOUTH-EASTERN ARIZONA A FEW YEARS AGO

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ON THE STREETS OF TOMBSTONE ARIZONA
One of the big advantages full time RV’ers have over Snow Birders is the simple fact they live in and use their rig’s systems on a regular basis therefore always being familiar about the working of things. 
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THERE ARE 2 OLD IRON BRIDGES IN THE HULLETT MARSH AND THIS IS THE ONE AT THE END OF SANCTUARY LINE….THE OTHER BRIDGE IS AT THE END OF CONSERVATION ROAD
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A BIG ‘SHADOW COWBOY’ WAVE FROM THE SANCTUARY LINE BRIDGE THIS MORNING
It started out innocently enough today when I thought I would simply sanitize our fresh water tank.  Key joke word there being ‘simply’'.’ Not being full timers it’s not something we are accustomed to doing on any kind of a regular basis.  I think the last time we did it was a year ago about this time and therein awaited the problem.  My brain wouldn’t even give me the slightest clue where to start and I had to ask Kelly where the instructions were on how to do it.  Seems to me I had to do the very same thing last year as well.  I wasn’t off to a good start and it went down hill from there.  A job that would take a seasoned Full-timer about 15 minutes cost this aging Snow Bird a good hour and a half this afternoon:((
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I BETTER GET GOING HERE, TRAINS A COMING
I won’t bog you down with my frustrations today because I am still pretty upset with myself but I can tell you that what transpired was not the fault of the Motorhome.  All me and with my poor memory having more holes in it than a Swiss cheese and my ever increasing impatience with anything even remotely mechanical I caused myself a lot of stress.  I don’t know when it was my problematic impatience began but I don’t remember it being this bad years ago but here’s the bottom line, ’we’ did finally manage to successfully complete the fresh water tank project and everything is fine and honky-dory now.  Everything that is except me and me will not be Okay until me has a good night’s sleep and starts Tuesday morning off on the right foot again.  Well that’s what me hopes anyway……..DSC_0021
I AM STILL CATCHING FRONT YARD POND FROGS AND TRANSPORTING THEM TO THE BIGGER PARK’S POND……17 TRANSPORTATIONS SO FAR INCLUDING THE FROGS IN THESE PHOTOS TODAY
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ONE FROG IS REAL AND ONE ISN’T
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A TAD OUT OF FOCUS BUT I’VE INCLUDED THIS FELLA ANYWAY
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HE’S KEEPING A REAR VIEW EYE ON ME
Desert USA is an on-line South-western magazine we have been receiving now for a number of years and I often like the articles because we have been to a lot of places featured in it.  The latest edition was no exception when I read the title, Ghost Towns In Southern Arizona.  We have been to nine of the 13 ghost towns mentioned.  We’ve been to Superstition Mountain, Fort Bowie, Pearce, Courtland, Gleeson, Tombstone, Fairbank, Millville and the ever so hard for us to find, Charleston.  Through the Apache Pass to Historic Fort Bowie.  I wrote daily posts about all those places along with many photos and have included a few links such as Tombstone and  The Ghost Town of Gleeson Arizona.  We have walked the streets of Tombstone half a dozen times, found Johnny Ringo’s grave at the western foot of the Chiricahua Mountains as well as Wyatt Earp’s brother’s grave in Wilcox.  Johnny Ringo's Grave and Warren Earp's Grave in Wilcox Arizona.  I took some rare photos through a broken door of the crumbling Gleeson Saloon, we have walked among the old graves of Fairfield, hiked the long way in and out of Fort Bowie along trails Cochise once walked.  Cochise's Council Rocks  Had to take our shoes and socks off to wade across the San Pedro River to find Charleston after walking through the remaining ruins of Millville.  Today We Found The Ruins of Charleston Arizona. We have walked in the footsteps of Geronimo and his Apache warriors.   We’ve been to and through Pearce Arizona half a dozen times even twice spending time partaking in their ‘Pearce Heritage Days’ celebrations.  The old general store there is only open 1 day a year and we were lucky enough to be there on one of those days.  As we walked through the store I’m sure we had old ghosts walking along beside us.   Here’s a look inside that store….Old Pearce Heritage Days.  Made our way through what is left of Courtland with it’s few crumbling brick walls and old jail cell still intact.  Courtland Arizona  That South-eastern area of Arizona is such a fascinating place and we were so fortunate to spend many months Ranch Sitting there over a period of 4 years.  My links to Old Fort Rucker and Our Search for Cochise's Council Rocks.  Oh the memories and oh the thousands of photos I took.  Even now I still get excited thinking back to that marvelous era and that whole historically fascinating area.  The links above are only but a few of my many blog posts and photos of our memorable adventures in the great American Southwest and hopefully this winter we will be back once again on the dusty desert trails of many more great memories:)) DSC_0107
THE HISTORIC RUINS OF FORT BOWIE
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KELLY SITS LOOKING DOWN ON THE RUINS OF OLD FORT BOWIE
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SOUTH-EASTERN ARIZONA IS ONE OF OUR ALL TIME FAVORITE PLACES
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TOMBSTONE ARIZONA
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THE OLD CEMETERY IN FAIRBANK ARIZONA
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GHOST TOWN RUINS OF COURTLAND ARIZONA
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JOHNNY RINGO’S GRAVE
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THIS OLD SALOON IN GLEESON ARIZONA IS WHERE JOHNNY RINGO WAS LAST SEEN DRINKING AT THE BAR
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GLEESON ARIZONA CEMETERY
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THE COCHISE STRONGHOLD IN ARIZONA’S DRAGOON MOUNTAINS
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A RUGGED AREA OF THE DRAGOON MOUNTAINS
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THIS INDIAN FELLOW  WE MET AT COUNCIL ROCKS TOLD ME HE WAS A DESCENDENT OF GERONIMO
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IS IT ANY WONDER WHY WE KEEP RETURNING TO THE GREAT AMERICAN SOUTH WEST YEAR AFTER YEAR AFTER YEAR
GROANER’S CORNER:((  A guy walking along the beach finds a bottle and picks it up.  A genie pops out and says, "Thanks for letting me out. For your kindness I will grant you one wish."  The guys says, "I've always wanted to go to Hawaii, but I can't because I'm afraid to fly and ships make me deathly sick. My wish is for you to build a road from here to Hawaii."  The genie says, "I'm sorry, but I don't think I can do that. Just think of all the work involved. Think of the huge pilings we'd need to hold up that highway and how deep they would have to be to reach the bottom of the ocean. And think of all the cement that would be needed. Plus, since it's such a long span, there would have to be gas stations and rest stops along the way. No, that's just too much to ask. Impossible."  The guy says, "Well, there is one thing I've always wanted to know. I'd like to be able to understand women...what makes them laugh and cry...you know, what makes them tick."  The genie thinks a second, then asks, "You want two lanes or four with that highway?'
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Kids can sometimes ask the toughest questions.
Son: Father, Can I ask you a question?
Father: Ok ask. Son: When a doctor doctors a doctor, does the doctor doing the doctoring doctor as the doctor being doctored wants to be doctored or does the doctor doing the doctoring doctor as he wants to doctor. --------------------- - How is it one careless match can start a forest fire, but it takes a whole box to start a campfire? - Why does a slight tax increase cost you two hundred dollars and a substantial tax cut saves you thirty cents? - Health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die - The only difference between a rut and a grave is the depth. - There are two kinds of pedestrians: the quick and the dead. - I used to eat a lot of natural foods until I learned that most people die of natural causes.