Author: Steve

Grand Junction was nice but it was only 55 degrees. We’re searching for 75.
South. Down the eastern border of Utah. Past David’s turnoffs to his
favorite hiking places. Past Tom’s Wilson Arch. Past the campground at
Monument Valley. Stopped for the night at Tuba City. Fifty-five degrees.
A clear starry night.

The morning fog over the lake at the Colorado River State Park. It was foggy all along the river and clear everywhere else. We drove in and
out of the fog as we crossed back and forth over the river.

Leaving Colorado.

Well, we’ve been in Golden for two weeks now. Judy is well enough to
travel, so we’ll head south to somewhere warmer to continue the
convalescing. Las Cruces New Mexico would be nice. It’s straight down the
interstate, right before the Mexico border. Okay. So much for heading south. There is a winter storm going on in New
Mexico. We went west. Got as far as our favorite Colorado River State Park
outside Grand Junction. Two hundred fifty miles. It’s sunny and warm here.
A good place to spend the night.
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Sunday. Football. Laundry. Judy’s recovery is progressing nicely. For the first couple days I hung
around and got stuff for her. Now she’s ambulatory again so I don’t have to
be as nice to her. I didn’t do the laundry while she was recovering, so it
stacked up. Today, she feels well enough to take the pile down to the clubhouse laundry.
Actually, I took both her and the laundry down to the clubhouse and left
them there. Wait. It’s not like it was not her idea in the first place. I
didn’t exile her to the Laundromat. I even went back down there to move the
wet clothes from the washer to the dryer for her, and to help her fold them. Anyway, I stayed here to watch football and work a little. Sitting here
quietly, I heard a thump on the outside of the motorhome. It sounded like a
cabinet door closing. I got up and went outside to look around. Nothing.
I went back to work. Half an hour later, Rags called. From inside the
clothes hamper in the bedroom. The thump was not from outside, it was from
inside. We have this neat tilt out clothes hamper cabinet in the bedroom.
It’s the perfect cat trap. It’s perfect, because it has worked before, and
it continues to work. If you leave it open, the weight of the cat will
close it. Cat inside. It has been cold, windy, rainy, and snowy here. We’re considering sliding
south for a while to recuperate in the sun.