Escaping the Furnace

Poor Borrego Springs is suppose to hit 122 degrees today. As I write, it is 121 out. Oh the poor creatures that I love so much in Anza Borrego. How can they possibly survive? Our dear friend, Salvador keeps an eye on our house and plants while we are away, but what about him? How does he manage? Thank you Salvador for all your hard work and you do it with such grace and dignity. We appreciate you so much.

Here at Silver Lake at the series of lakes called: June Lake, it is 83 outside and Callie thinks it is way too warm and she can hardly open her eyes and move about. She is hanging out on the top loft but we have the air conditioning on and she is still being lazy. Thunder and lightening storms are expected on Thursday and it should be quite exciting hanging out in the RV. Callie isn’t afraid of thunder and lightening like our jack russel dog, Addy was. Thunder and lightening would send Addy into my closet and she would bury herself under any discarded clothing or pile of shoes she was fortunate enough to find. She would cower and shake and shiver until the storm would pass. Attacking a coyote was nothing for Addy, but thunder and lightening did her in.

We are having a fabulous time in the RV and it is another beautiful day. I suppose it is cooler for those that don’t wear fur coats!

Day 2 of Silver Lake

The roar of the waterfalls lulled me to sleep last night while I fretted about the bag of trash that Michael refused to take to the dumpster! He doesn’t want to waste a half full trash bag and I agree, but I don’t want a bear ripping out a side window to get to the garbage either. There are bear postings everywhere. I woke up to the sound of the waterfall roaring and a bear did not come a scavenging during the night!

Callie coughed again last night and we think it was because of the air conditioner. If that is the case, it could very well be asthma again as the default diagnosis for her ongoing health problems. She is feeling fine today and we went on a morning walk and she got to hang out on the picnic table and watch the ground squirrels argue about their territorial disputes, and the deer tiptoe ever so elegantly in search of food.

Silver Lake Resort RV Park is wonderful and we are very pleased with our location. Due to the overwhelming amount of water flooding out a lot of the campsites, only those with reservations can stay. We are going to move a couple miles down the road to a day use facility called: Aerie Crag- an original founder of the Lake site camping in 1916, that will be allowing RV’s to camp overnight. There will not be any hookups and I would be surprised if I will have phone service. We can bike into town everyday and I will post photos and write if I so desire. If it isn’t too hot, we may try to stay for at least 5 days or through the weekend. Because of the flooding everywhere, including Yosemite, campgrounds are filled up and reservations that were made a year ago, honored first. There are no first come first serve availability at this time.

We went on a bike ride this morning and are amazed at all the water. Silver Lake is filled to capacity and the overflow has flooded out neighborhood cabins and driveways. The California drought is officially over in this area. I bet there will be a huge mosquito problem in a couple of weeks if the temperature stays warm. There is a lot of stagnant water lying around and they are already starting to buzz around when I stop to take photographs. Wild Iris blooms are everywhere and the scent of sage and pine fill the air with a wonderful outdoor scent.

It will be another warm day and I hear it will hit 101 in Oceanside, California where Fred lives. It will be 86 here….

Silver Lake Resort RV Park

This morning we packed up and headed to the June Lake series of lakes and are now camped at Silver Lake Resort RV Park. We are parked in E-11 at the very back of the park and our RV is the last row alongside the hiking trail to a major waterfall that is flooding out the cabins and the bridge. There are 3 more lakes still frozen solid that are starting to thaw in this heat wave. The entire campground and all who wanted to volunteer last night until 1:30 this morning sandbagged the perimeter of the Resort trying to keep the water from rising any further into the campground. The waterfall is roaring and the Silver Lake is way beyond most known borders. You could literally fish right outside your car window if you so inclined. A main water pipe also broke yesterday and people were without potable water yesterday. It has been an exciting day of grocery shopping at Von’s before dropping off Michael’s old bike to the Second Chance Thrift Store for the Wounded Warriors Project, and then making the 30 minute drive to the campground. We decided to head north instead of to Convict Lake because of the heat wave. Silver Lake is having an overwhelming black bear problem too, so all food has to be stored in airtight containers and nothing left outside. What an adventure we are having. 

June Lake


Badge of Honor

I am gaining much more respect for trail biking! I have bruises between my thighs from braking hard and jumping off of the seat in order to prevent myself from crashing. I have discovered that you cannot use your front brake when you hit deep sand because you will go over the handlebars lickity split! Fortunately for me, I have been a horse back rider all of my life, so the urge to bail before I get into trouble is an immediate reaction to the first sign of danger! One must know their limitations, and in most cases, I most certainly do. I haven’t taken a nasty fall yet, but can only imagine not if, but when. It seems totally inevitable, so I brought along bandages and my trusty bandana just in case I loose a limb, break an arm, or worse, sever an artery or vein and bleed to death. I imagine head bashing is another thing to worry about, so we both wear helmets. You can see where the younger generation does stump jumping and rock bouncing and they must be able to become totally air born. I won’t ever get to that level of sportsmanship, but I did go over an embankment and land in one piece and I consider myself lucky. You also have to lean back and straddle the saddle with your thighs when going downhill and into deep sand, and that is a talent I am very good at. I have always had powerful thighs and Michael can attest to that, so my thighs have been a big help to me. That is also the reason why I have bruises between my legs. When I am convinced I am going to crash, I jump down with both legs to keep from falling over! When I land hard, I stop myself by planting both feet firmly on the ground and this bangs the bike frame into my thighs. Better that then landing in a broken heap.  No shame in that! So, bruises between my legs at 61 years of age is a badge of honor, and I shall take it as a compliment to my level of skill at staying out of trouble. I am also having a little more difficulty with crossing my legs!:)

Callie woke up to birds singing and enjoyed watching them flit about outside the window. She loves RVing and I am so proud of her for being such a good sport. I made Michael a nice Father’s Day Breakfast and now that our bike ride is finished, we are going to have lunch and possibly walk into town for dinner tonight to celebrate. We may go to Lundy Canyon or Convict Lake tomorrow. Not sure which direction to go in as of yet, but staying out of the heat is a deciding factor. Fred made it safely home after a disastrous tire blow out near Indio and we hope he recovers from his big adventure as soon as possible. He attempted to travel with a fractured ankle and it was too much for him. Rest up Fred and get on that new awesome, Stumpjumper bike. 

Happy Father’s Day to all the good men out there raising children. The world needs good parents!

From Dawn to Dusk

The morning started out bright and early with Callie once again expecting me to get up and serve breakfast so that she and Michael could go back to sleep for a couple of hours. It is rather funny and because I am a morning person, it is no big deal. As soon as I fed Callie, Michael was already sleeping and Callie tucked herself into the tent I created for her on the sofa. It is chilly at night but today it reached 85 and it felt warm to me. It is nothing compared to Anza Borrego though, which will hit a high of 121 on Tuesday. Those kinds of temperatures are a killer for birds and mammals and plants. It is so hot that when you take in a deep breath, your lungs feel scorched.

Michael and I went on a fabulous off road bike ride again this morning and because it was so difficult, I am considering packing a first aid kit. I wear a scarf around my neck in case I will ever need a tourniquet, but can see the use of bandages and wraps for all kinds of injuries. You can’t see the deep sand in the shadows when it is mixed with dappled light and the ruts in the trails trap you before stopping you in your tracks. I had air put in my tires this morning and I think the added pressure made for a much more difficult ride. We made it back to the RV in one piece though and felt the zen of having a strenuous workout roll over our shoulders all day today. 

Fred decided to head back home this morning so Michael, Callie and I have the rest of the vacation to ourselves. I will be able to celebrate Father’s Day and not worry about Fred anymore. He blew a tire heading home and is waiting for a tow service as I write. The same right back tire that we had a flat fire with! RV’s sit a lot and the tires are the first to show wear and tear. He has a long way to go yet to get home, I wish him the best.

Callie got a morning walk and was able to hang out on the picnic table most of the day while Michael worked on the bikes. She is getting more than her fair share of excitement and the strain is starting to show. When I find her up in the loft in between the rungs of the step up ladder to the loft bed, I know I have sufficiently worn her out from dawn to dusk. Wearing out a cat is always a good thing!

Princess Babycakes

Good morning and rise and shine! I was giving Michael a head and back massage this morning because he woke up with a terrible headache. It is probably due to all the smoke he inhaled with his campfires in the evening. He comes to bed smelling like a forest fire!

So I am giving him a massage and Callie comes over and sits between us and starts licking me and begging for food. I had given Michael enough of a massage that I decided to go ahead and get up to feed her. As soon as she was done eating, she jumped back up on the bed and curled up into a ball on my side of the bed and now the two of them are snoring away…. what a princess!

It is gorgeous out this morning. It is 57 degrees out and woodpeckers are pounding away on the pine tree and another bird with a soft, beautiful, lilting whistle that is so melodic. The sun is filtering through the trees and the day is starting to unfold. I have candles burning and made myself a cup of espresso coffee. No complaints on my end and I can bet you that Michael will feel better when he wakes up too! I have written before that he is not a morning person and that I am. Try keeping me up at night is a lost cause; I turn mean and nasty. This is a great way to even out the score. Father’s Day is right around the corner and I can start indulging Michael a little early, but Princess Baby Cakes is another whole story in itself!

A Glass Half Empty or Full

Being Bipolar means that I have to be very careful about over medicating myself. More was always interpreted as “better” in my teen years and on up until I hit menopause. Menopause was a breeze for me and for some reason, probably because my hormones are no longer raging, I am able to have a glass of wine at night for happy hour. Mind you, my glass is a good size glass; I don’t know how many ounces it is, but it is a good pour and I achieve just enough of a buzz to make the world a better place in which to live in. I am respectful of the privilege of being able to have some wine at the end of the day and try not to abuse it. Alcoholism is a sad place to exist in and with the support of Michael-who doesn’t drink very much, I am able to pull it off for the most part. 

Last night, Fred and Michael built a huge bonfire, and while they sat around roasting their hands and feet, I was able to sip a glass of Chardonnay and write about the days experience. Callie got in two walks, a bike ride and I have reintroduced her to some canned cat food for its moisture content. She was so wiped out and satiated from all the fun and excitement, good food and play, that she could hardly keep her head up and her eyes open at dusk. She was a little restless later in the night, but I have taught her to munch on her midnight snack right at the base of the upper loft. This way she doesn’t have to jump up and down from the bunk to eat. It is a win -win because I was never going to be able to train her to leave me alone at night and I was shoving her off the loft whenever she wanted a snack. She would land with a thud and eat from a bowl that had been placed right on the sofa, but it would wake me up too much and was hard on Callie too when she was shoved off the bed. I have talked about this habit of needing to nibble at night and I have finally met my match with Callie. She not only sleeps tucked in my arm pit- she also gets served kibble several times a night when she asks for it with a friendly bedside manner from me. I would call this a “glass half full” moment. Short of beating her and throwing her out of the room, her charm has won me over and she gets to snack during the night, and with my full, heartfelt blessing. I am not usually a pushover- but if you met Callie, you would know why I caved in.

Today we went on a walk and another bike ride and she had a little motion sicknesss because I had the clever idea of weaving back and forth on the trail in order to slow down my speed while heading downhill on a narrow bike path. I was having the time of my life until I glanced at her and she was just beginning to roll her eyes into the back of her head! The poor thing started to dry heave so I had to pull over and place her head outside of the basket just in case she threw up. After she dry heaved several times, we were good to go and I was able to get her home in one piece.

She is now queen of the loft and can rest the remainder of the day. We were going to pull out of camp and head to Convict Lake but discovered that it is Father’s Day weekend and everywhere is booked. We are going to actually stay put until Monday and I will be able to read and write and I can take photographs and just relax. I am delighted….

Happy Father’s Day! Michael has been a terrific father to our daughter and he has learned so much from her. Thank you Lara for making him a super dad…..Like Callie with me, Michael has met his match with a daughter like Lara. May the glass continue to feel half full and never, ever, half empty!

Dinosaur National Monument 

I won’t be able to post my incredibly awesome experience at Capital Reef National Park until I have Internet service, but can write about the drive over from Capital Reef to Dinosaur National Monument. 

We drove through Douglas Pass and into a blizzard before we headed back down into Colorado and then back to the Utah side for this campground. We are parked right alongside the Green River and snow is predicted any minute now. I love this RV and it is so comfortable and easy to drive around. It is 24 ft long but feels so much bigger because of the high ceiling. We are tucked in and ready for the storm and Callie is totally loving the travel lifestyle.

We have had a fabulous time so far and have done a lot of hiking and biking with Callie in her basket. It will feel good to relax for a couple of days with the ability of looking at my phone for news and texting. At Captial Reef you are on your own and in the middle of a beautiful valley that still produces wonderful fruit. We had an incredible time there and struck gold after several days of stressful travel. 


We got up early on Friday morning and loaded up the RV and headed to Mesquite, Nevada. We arrived around 6:00 and called up our long time friends, Shaun and Linda who live here now. We haven’t seen them in quite some time and we always enjoy each other’s company. It will be the first stop before we head to Dinosauer Monument National Park. We had a fun filled evening meeting their two adorable dogs, Max and Maggy and went out to dinner at the casino at 8:30 pm. That is usually my bedtime, but with Shaun and Linda, it is alway way too much fun and worth the effort! Earlier that day we drove over a railroad crossing off of the 40, hit the tracks too hard and have a shimmy in the back that needs to be looked at. We are going over to have it checked out this morning. One tiny little glitch in our plans that will have to be addressed. Note to self- the RV cannot handle bumps in the road. It is hard on the cabinets too! *

Callie had a fun time resting on my lap and looking out the window periodically throughout the day. She loves traveling in the RV. When we pulled up to the check in line at the Casa Blanca Resort, she stood up in the seat and was astonished at the beautiful water feature in front of the casino. It reminded me of the time when we took our young daughter Lara to Las Vegas to the Lux Casino and it looked like a castle to her. She glanced up at us with a blissed out look on her face and exclaimed “Is this a real castle Daddy?” Callie looked like she thought the same thing….. is this a real waterfall? What a joy it was to raise our daughter and to now have a cat that loves to travel with us after our daughter has flown the nest. Callie has been a great substitute and takes her job seriously. We can watch with pleasure our daughter growing up and becoming independent, and Callie will fill in the void so that we don’t miss her too much! Happy Mother’s Day to all the mothers out there…

* wheels needed balancing and one tire will be replaced with the spare. 

Preparing for Take-Off

Michael, Callie and I have a ritual before heading out in the 24′ Fleetwood Icon, that Michael checks oil levels while Callie hops on top of dash to supervise, and I make sure all cabinets are locked down and everything put away before take off. We are heading for Blythe and a possible wildlife sanctuary along the Colorado River next….