Author: Steve

The Ridgway view.

The campground at Ridgway.

They have racquetball courts in Montrose. Three of them. Judy got one for
me last Thursday after work. Usually all I need is a court. If I go lurk,
I can get someone to play. I didn’t actually get to play anyone this time.
I had several possibilities, but no takers. Maybe it was the shirt I was
wearing. It says “old guys rule”. Maybe no one wanted to go there. Or maybe they all thought it said “old guys drool” and they really didn’t
want to go there.

We won’t drive much this next month or two. We’ll stay in Colorado and just
move from town to town once a week. But we have driven a lot lately, and
some may wonder if we get tired of driving long distances. In fact, some
have wondered out loud if we wouldn’t rather have an autopilot to turn it
over to sometimes. Good question. We just drove two thousand miles to Florida in five days,
worked for five days, then drove two thousand miles back to Colorado in five
days. If we were going to get tired of traveling, this would be the time. We got springtime in the south. Green grass in full springtime growth
spurt. Wildflowers and flowering trees. We went from the beaches and pine
forests of the Florida south, to the bayous and bays of the deep south in
Alabama and Mississippi, to the gulf coast of Texas, then the piney woods,
prairies and plains, hill country, and windmills and wildflowers of flat
west Texas, followed by the high desert of New Mexico, up though Four
Corners, and sliding back into Colorado though the unknown, uninhabited west
side on a road we’d never been on before. All of this only during daylight
hours from a very comfortable chair with a very good view of all that goes
by, with Judy who talks to me and gets me coffee and club soda whenever I
want. Do we get tired of it? We savor every sight, sound, fragrance, and mile.

Well, the computer works. I didn’t get it fixed. I doubt I will find a
Toshiba repairman in South Fork or Creede. I got one of the keys to stick
back on, the “U”. I can type if I stick my finger in the hole where the key
is supposed to be for the “I” and the “O”. It’s not fast, but it works.
Maybe I can get it fixed in Glenwood Springs or Grand Junction next week.