Monday, December 26, 2016

WE SURE TUCKERED OURSELVES OUT ON A COUPLE HIKES TODAY

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(This is Sunday’s post)

It was an early crispy cold California desert morning when I stepped outside with Pheebe under a vast star studded black velvety sky.  Like a golden chalice to the east low on the horizon hung motionless a quarter Moon beckoning my eyes to it’s wonder.  A slight canyon breeze coming up our way from the north ruffled sleeping Creosote bushes as it gently passed.  All was eerily quiet without even the plaintiff call of a distant Coyote.  It was Christmas morning and all was well.

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BORREGO SPRINGS DEAD AHEAD AT THE FOOT OF THOSE MOUNTAIN BUT WE TURNED LEFT BEFORE WE GOT THERE

Oh how nice and oh how welcome to see and feel early morning’s sun filled rays flood over Mother Earth’s eastern horizon and spill their cheerful warming rays into our coach.DSC_0007

HEADING THROUGH THE YACQUI PASS

Had planned on doing a hike up Ghost Mountain to the Marshal South homestead this morning but with temperatures in the mid 40’s and an icy Northwest wind a blowin I knew it would be way to cold up there.  I’ve been up Ghost Mountain before on Christmas morning and I’ve been there when it’s cold and windy.  Not a nice place to be when it’s cold and windy.

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OUR DESTINATION THIS MORNING WAS ‘QUARTZ VEIN WASH’ SOMEWHERE BETWEEN TAMARISK GROVE AND OCOTILLO WELLS

With our ‘Hiking In Anza-Borrego Desert’ book in hand we three hopped into the Jeep and headed southwest past Borrego Springs on highway S3 through the Yacqui Pass to Tamarisk Grove at the intersection of highway 78 and turned right…. we should have turned left.  After about 3 miles and not finding our destination where it was supposed to be we pulled a U-turn and headed back east on 78 past Tamarisk Groove until we reached our destination alongside 78 called ‘The Narrows.’  Our book told us there were hikes here and we chose the ‘Quartz Vein Wash’ as our first venture.

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PARKED THE JEEP AT THE QUARTZ VEIN WASH TRAILHEAD AND STRUCK OUT ON FOOT

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GOOD THING WE BROUGHT THE HIKING BOOK ALONG TO TELL US WHERE TO GO

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OUR FIRST OBSTACLE WAS TO CLAMOR UP THIS SMOOTH 8 FOOT DRY WATERFALL….I DON’T KNOW HOW WE GOT UP THERE BUT WE DID

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YOU’VE HEARD OF SPIDERMAN EH WELL HERE COMES SPIDER WOMAN RIGHT UP THAT DRY WATERFALL LICKITY SPLIT

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WE COULD SEE IT WAS GOING TO BE A BIT OF AN ANKLE TWISTER

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PHEEBS SCOUTS THE WAY AHEAD

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ALWAYS GREAT SCENERY OUT HERE IN THE GREAT AMERICAN SOUTHWEST

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A BIT OF RUGGED GOING IN A FEW SPOTS

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SOMETIMES LARGE BOULDERS BLOCKED OUR PATH SO IT WAS EITHER GO OVER THEM OR AROUND THEM

Hiking along the dry sandy creek bed clambering over rocks and large boulders up several small dry waterfalls reminded me of our first 6 years when we loved to get out exploring new places.  Moderate rock scrambling was one of our favorite things and this morning we were right back into it.  How nice to see new things and stretch out bundles of leg muscles that have been dormant for a long time.  A few slips here, a wee bit off balance there, a few clumsy teetering stumbles, a slight ankle sprain and a temporarily sore wrist reminded me of our Dinosaurish ways.  Hopefully the more rock scrambling we get into again the more we’ll not look like a couple escapees from a Senior Citizen home.

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REMINDED ME OF A LITTLE ORANGE HEADED WOODPECKER FLYING UP THE CANYON

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ARE YOU SURE THIS IS THE RIGHT WAY MISTER AND MAYBE I HAD BETTER CHECK MY BOOK AGAIN

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PHEEBS MAKES SURE WE STAY ON THE TRAIL

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STOPPING FOR A LITTLE REST BEFORE HEADING BACK

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We went as far on this hike as the book suggested and to have gone any further up a 15’ smooth rock cut dry waterfall we would have needed the local fire department with all their ropes and ladders to hoist us up any further.  But that was just Kelly and I and not the Pheebs.  That furry little Mountain Goat just bounced over all the rock obstacles like they weren’t even there today.DSC_0044

RECENT RAINS LEFT A BIT OF WATER IN A HOLLOW ATOP THIS ROCK JUST FOR PHEEBS

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THANKS FOR SPOTTING THAT WATER MOM

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CAN YOU SPOT KELLY IN THAT JUMBLE OF BOULDERS

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I SUSPECT THAT TO BE AN EARTHQUAKE FAULT LINE

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SPOTTED A SMALL CAVE ALONG THE WAY

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BACK AT THE JEEP IT WAS YUMMY EGG SALAD SANDWICHES FOR THE BAYFIED BUNCH

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OKAY A LITTLE REST BEFORE OUR NEXT HIKE

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From Quartz Vein Wash we drove about a hundred yards up the highway to our second hike of the day and parked the Jeep.   Set off in a southerly direction along the flat easy to follow interpretive ‘Narrows Earth Trail.  We were in true Earthquake territory now and the surrounding rocky hills and jagged mountains bore testament to that.  In fact the pamphlet we carried said ‘dozens of tiny quakes shake this area daily.  Also said the faults in this area are associated with the San Andreas Fault which is California’s largest and most active fault line.DSC_0089

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THIS SHORTER FLAT NARROWS LOOP TRAIN WAS MUCH EASIER FOR WALKING

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BROCHURE TOLD US THIS WAS AN EARTHQUAKE FAULT LINE WHERE TWO DIFFERENT LAND MASSES COLLIDED TOGETHER

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WE STOPPED AT EACH NUMBERED POST AND READ ABOUT WHAT IT MEANT

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ANOTHER NARROW EARTHQUAKE FAULT LINE CAN BE SEEN HERE

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RUGGED COUNTRY AND THAT’S WHAT WE LOVE ABOUT THE WEST

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AT ONE POINT WE TEMPORARILY LOST OUR WAY AND GOT OURSELVES INTO ANOTHER ROUGH AND TUMBLE BOULDER STREWN WASH

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IT WAS HERE WHERE WE TURNED AROUND AND HEADED BACK DOWN THE WASH

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GOOD THING FOR THAT ORANGE HAT

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BACK ON THE TRAIL WE AGAIN MADE IT A POINT TO STOP AND READ ABOUT THE TOPOGRAPHY

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VERY OBVIOUS HERE AGAIN WHERE TWO GREAT DIFFERING LAND MASSES CAME TOGETHER

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MANY POURUS HOLES IN THIS ANCIENT ROCK

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LOOK CLOSELY AND YOU MAY SEE A HOBBIT LIKE HOUSE

The Narrows Earth loop trail actually makes it’s way through and around the ‘Powder Dump Wash’ so named because it was here in the 1930’s where gunpowder was stored.  I’m guessing it may have been used in area mines.  This is a short trail and we were soon making our way back on the opposite side of Powder Wash where we spotted a curious rock formation reminding me of a Hobbit House.  Kelly suggested I stand in the entrance way for a picture but doorknob me decided to sit in the entrance way and ended up with a host of cactus barbs in my butt!!!!   Not to worry, it wasn’t serious and I managed to pull them out of my pants myself.

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THERE ARE MANY FACES IN THESE ROCK

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I SEE A BEAKED TURTLE FACE GONZO FACE HERE

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THE RETURNING LOOP TRAIL TAKES US RIGHT BY THE HOBBIT HOUSE

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KELLY MADE ME POSE FOR A FEW PHOTOS

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UM COULD YOU MOVE YOUR LEG OVER DAD

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YOUR MY VERY MUCH MOST FAVORITUS HOBBIT DAD

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DID YA HEAR WHAT I SAID DAD

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PULLING A STICKER OUT OF MY FINGER

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OH GEEEEZZZZ SHE EVEN GOT A PICTURE OF ME PULLING THE STICKERS OUT OF MY PANTS……OKAY LET’S GET OUT OF HERE

Figured that was enough hiking for us today and not wanting to overdo it right off the bat we decided to head further on down highway 78 to Ocotillo Wells which I’m sure is one of the largest off-road recreation areas in California.  Been a few years since we had been down this way but everything still looked the same with the exception of the usual great gargantuan clouds of dust roiling up off the desert floor from literally thousand of off-road vehicles of all description.  Only reason the area was quiet today had to do with the fact it was Christmas.  By Monday morning there will be a swelling tide of traffic rolling into Ocotillo Wells from the coastal side of California and the place will be a frenzied zoo.

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THIS IS ABOUT THE HEART OF OCOTILLO WELLS

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WITH A RARE PHONE CONNECTION FOR THESE PARTS KELLY TALKS TO HER MOTHER IN SPENCERPORT NEW YORK

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I SHOULD HAVE TAKEN THE SAME OPPORTUNITY TO CALL MY AUNT JEAN IN FLORIDA FROM THIS LOCATION BECAUSE LATER BACK AT THE RIG OUR T-MOBILE PHONE COULD NOT FIND A CONNECTION DESPITE ME DRIVING ALL THE WAY BACK INTO BORREGO SPRINGS SUNDAY NIGHT

Back in late December of 08 a fella we met here at the Clark Dry Lake Bed lead us on a marvelous hike through a beautiful slot canyon just off highway 78 west of Ocotillo Wells.  Today we turned off onto a Jeep road leading out into the desert and headed to the trailhead for that slot canyon just to see if we remembered where it was, and we did.  Half a dozen cars there and that was about half a dozen cars and people too much for us so we just had ourselves a look around with plans to come back and do that slot canyon another day when there are hopefully no two legged creatures about.

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WE COULD HEAR PEOPLE TALKING BELOW AS THEY MADE THEIR WAY THROUGH THIS VERY TIGHT IN PLACES SLOT CANYON

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ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE SLOT CAN IS WHAT’S KNOWN AS THE BADLANDS AND WE MAY BE OUT JEEPING AROUND THERE MONDAY

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It was back out to the highway with us and we headed off for Borrego Springs.  Gassed up the Jeep in Borrego then stopped at Christmas Circle for some photos before heading back to our rig.  With all the desert coldness we have been experiencing as of late what a cozy treat it was to find our rig’s interior sitting at a toasty 80F.  Today’s sun had really warmed things up for us inside.

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HEADING BACK TO BORREGO SPRINGS THIS IS WHATS KNOWN AS ‘THE TEXAS DIP’

All and all a great day and I hope we can have many more like them,  A few sore muscles tonight, a twinge in my left ankle and slightly sore wrist but otherwise we’re good to go again just as soon as we can rustle us up our next rock scramble.  So much to see and do in this area and that’s why it is one of our all time favorite places.

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BORREGO’S MAIN STREET WAS QUIET TODAY

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I’M THINKING THAT IS A NEW SIGN THERE ON CHRISTMAS CIRCLE

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AND HERE’S MY FEET SHUFFLING ALONG ACROSS THE GRASS ON CHRISTMAS DAY ON CHRISTMAS CIRCLE 2016:))

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LOOKING RIGHT STRAIGHT UP MAIN STREET

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GROANER’S CORNER:(( A little boy got on the bus, sat next to a man reading a book, and noticed he had his collar on backwards. The little boy asked why he wore his collar that way. The man, who was a priest, said, " I am a Father."
The little boy replied, "My Daddy doesn't wear his collar like that."  The priest looked up from his book and answered, "I am the Father of many."  The boy said, "My Dad has 4 boys, 4 girls and two grandchildren and he doesn't wear his collar that way."  The priest, getting impatient, said, "I am the Father of hundreds" and went back to reading his book.  The little boy sat quietly thinking for a while, then leaned over and said,"Maybe you should wear your pants backwards instead of your collar."

A three-year-old went with his dad to see a litter of kittens. On returning home, he breathlessly informed his mother there were two boy kittens and two girl kittens.  "How did you know?" his mother asked.  "Daddy picked them up and looked underneath," he replied. "I think it was printed on the bottom."

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Why do banks charge you a "non-sufficient funds fee" on money they already know you don't have?
- Why is it you have a "pair" of pants and only one bra?
- How come when I call Information they can't tell me where my keys are?
- Why do people go to Burger King and Order a Double Whopper with a Large French Fry and insist on getting a Diet Coke?
- Does the reverse side also have a reverse side?
- Why is the alphabet in that order?
- If the universe is everything, and scientists say that the universe is expanding, what is it expanding into?
- If you got into a taxi and he started driving backwards, would the taxi driver end up owing you money?

Saturday, December 24, 2016

GUSTING WINDS, RAIN, SUNSHINE, OVERCAST, CLEAR SKIES, MORE WIND AND RAIN AND CHRISTMAS SNOW ON THE MOUNTAIN TOPS

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WISHING EVERYONE A MERRY CHRISTMAS AND ALL THE HAPPY HOLIDAYS THEY CAN HAPPILY HANDLE

With clear starry skies overhead I fell asleep Friday night with sugar plums dancing in my head and thoughts of a sunny Saturday morning coming up.  Three hours later those dreams were dashed when I was jolted out of my dream sleep by gusting Borrego winds roaring up the canyon and plowing into the side of our Motorhome.  And what was that sound on the roof I could hear??  I knew it was a day too early for the lite clomping of reindeer hoofs so could only be one other thing.  Rain!!  Dammit anyway!!!!

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WE WOKE UP TO SNOW ON THE SAN YSIDRO MOUNTAINS BEHIND BORREGO SPRINGS

It was 1 a.m. and we were both up and awake debating whether to pull our slides in.   Figured we’d been in worse winds here so left the slides out despite the noise our slide toppers were making and the banshee howls from winds whipping around and through the many corners and crevices on our coach caused by aerials, roof air conditioners, awning arms, roof vents and caps, outside mirrors, and rear ladder, etc. etc.  With blowing winds catching all those things at the same time it sets up an amplified sound inside an RV giving the occupants the impression the winds are much worse than they actually are.  Kind of like being inside one of Gene Krupas drums while he’s hammering out Swing, Swing, Swing.  Sometime during the night those big winds finally subsided………..but it didn’t last.

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SEEMS ABOUT EVERY TIME WE COME TO BORREGO SPRINGS I GET MY MOUNTAINS MIXED UP….THESE MOUNTAINS TOWERING OVER BORREGO SPRINGS WEST SIDE ARE IN FACT THE SAN YSIDRO MOUNTAINS AND NOT THE SAN JACINTOS AS I HAVE STATED PREVIOUSLY

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TOOK THESE 3 PHOTOS WITH MY 300mm LENS THROUGH THE RIG’S WINDSHIELD WHILE SEATED IN MY RECLINER FIRST THING THIS MORNING

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It was 7:30 a.m. and from my recliners position I can look straight out through our big windshield.  Could see a smattering of snow on some of the peaks in the San Ysidro mountains behind Borrego Springs.  Could also see some patches of blue sky so quickly crossed my fingers, legs and eyes in hopes that clearing trend would continue.  Well it did and it didn’t.

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FRIDAY AFTERNOON CLOUDS CLEARING IN THE SANTA ROSA MOUNTAINS JUST TO THE NORTH OF US

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FOR ANYONE INTERESTED IN SEEING MY POSTS WITH WORDS AND PHOTOS FROM OUR TIMES IN BORREGO SPRINGS EVERY YEAR SINCE 2008 TRY TYPING BORREGO SPRINGS IN MY BLOGS SEARCH BAR

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HERE AT THE CLARK DRY LAKE BED NESTLED BETWEEN COYOTE MOUNTAIN AND THE SANTA ROSAS IS ONE OF THE GREATEST PLACES FOR WATCHING LAZY CLOUD SHADOWS LUMBERING ACROSS THE MOUNTAIN SIDES

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CAN YOU SEE THE BASEBALL CAPPED CLOUD MONKEY WITH ARMS OUTTHRUST LEAPING ACROSS THE MOUNTAIN SIDE FROM LEFT TO RIGHT AND TWO CLOUD CREATURES SMOOCHING BELOW

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THE CLOUD MONKEY HAS NOW MORPHED INTO A LEAPING PANTHER

Pheebs and I started our day off wrestling over a Pumpkin Muffin from Calicos.  I was winning until Kelly stepped in and disqualified me.  She said I was hiding behind the couch hoarding the muffin.  Don’t you believe it folks, I was back there looking for my socks and just happened to have the muffin in my pajama pocket…………..

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Double walk for Pheebs this morning with Kelly taking her out first and me taking her out again an hour later when it was sunnier and not quite as cold.  It was 9 a.m. and we were once again basking in bright sunshine but the Borrego wind gusts had returned draining the sun’s warmth out of the air so it was my lined nylon winter jacket I was wearing for our walk.  We followed a wash around the southern tip of Coyote Mountain and walked about half way to Peg Leg Smith's and back.  Despite the cold wind it was nice and toasty in the rig with Old Sol beaming through the windows.

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Our Verizon internet signal has not been the best since arriving here a few days ago and an example of that is the length of time my blog takes to publish each night.  Friday night I hit the ‘Publish’ button at 8:15 California time and at 10:15 it was still publishing.  I finally fell asleep sometime after that so it published in the night but I don’t know when except judging by the date it was after midnight.

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BORREGO SPRINGS IS ALSO ONE OF THE BEST CLOUD WATCHING AND SUNSET PLACES WE HAVE EVER BEEN

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Aside from Kelly watching a few of her favorite night time TV show I’m happy to say we have not been watching our TV much.  In fact hardly at all.  Don’t know what’s going on in the world and don’t care.  Well I do care but for the time being with where we are and what we’re doing……..I really don’t care!!

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DSC_0013We had planned on heading off out into the Badlands today with the Jeep but after recent overnight rains again we figured there may be a bit of water running in some of the washes making the sand too soft.  Don’t wanna get bogged down in soft sand or mud anywhere out in the boonies.

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My Kindle is my only reading source and without it I would really be up the creek without the proverbial paddle and there I suddenly was late Friday night, paddleless up the river.  My swiping pages wouldn’t turn forward or back.  My screen was seized and no matter what I tried I just seemed to make matters worse losing not only the page I was on but the whole book itself.  Luckily it wasn’t a warm night and I was sitting here with the door open or my Kindle could very easily have become a permanent part of the desert landscape.  Kelly was already in bed but said she would have a look at it in the morning.  When Pheebs and I returned from our walk earlier today she was sitting with it in her lap calmly pecking away at he screen like a velvet fingered Woodpecker.  A short time later she handed me the Kindle and said, ‘here ya go.’  My book was not only back but she even had it on the page I had been on.  I asked her how she fixed it.  Two words came back…….’Re-started it’.  I didn’t even know it could be started in the first place.  I wonder if the home has a nice bed by the window for me.

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I think it was a combination of a poor night’s sleep and today’s cold gusting winds with driving flecks of occasional rain that kinda discouraged us from going anywhere.  Had thought about heading to Julian high up in the southern end of California’s Volcan Mountains about an hours drive out of San Diego but seeing snow in the San Ysidros this morning we knew from experience there would most likely be icy mountain roads and snow in Julian.  And a good likelihood the town would be shrouded in a cold damp fog as well.  Julian is also the final resting place of Marshall South and you can read my post about finally locating his grave on January 3rd, 2009 by clicking a link in this post …..Marshal South, Ghost Mountain, The Julian Cemetery, And Director John McDonald.  I may or may not have more to say about Marshal South’s homestead atop Ghost Mountain in Sunday night’s post:))

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One year ago today we also woke up at the Clark Dry Lake Bed right here 3 or 4 miles northeast of Borrego Springs on the west side of highway S22.  We were a short distance in on Rockhouse Road just off the highway.  We were at the ‘Solar Oven’ site which fellow Borrego boon-dockers may very well know about.  Last year we arrived in Borrego Springs on December 18th and stayed until December 24th and here’s the kicker.  The reason we left was because of the relentless Borrego winds.  We had had 2 poor sleep nights and with even stronger winds predicted for Christmas Eve and Christmas Day we hightailed it out of here fast as we could for Congress and home the day before Christmas.  No hightailing it home now anymore so we’re here until we leave.  It’s a different mindset we work with now and I like the fact we just can’t pack up and go home anymore just because the weather is not to our liking or AL stubbed his toe on rock.DSC_0007

THE CLOUD SHROUDED SAN YSIDRO MOUNTAINS

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GROANER’S CORNER:(( According to the Alaska Department of Fish and Game, while both male and female reindeer grow antlers in the summer each year, male reindeer drop their antlers at the beginning of winter, usually late November to mid-December.  Female reindeer retain their antlers till after they give birth in the spring. Therefore, according to EVERY historical rendition depicting Santa's reindeer, EVERY single one of them, from Rudolph to Blitzen, had to be a girl.  We should have known... ONLY women would be able to drag a fat man in a red velvet suit all around the world in one night and not get lost.

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Will: Where do snowmen keep their money?
Bill: Beats me.
Will: In a snow bank.

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Sean: Knock, knock.
Fawn: Who’s there?
Sean: Murray.
Fawn: Murray who?
Sean: Murray Christmas, one and all!

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Alex was five; all his Christmas presents were always signed, 'from Father Christmas.'  A little while after Alex had opened all his presents on Christmas morning, we became aware that he was looking quite down in the mouth for no obvious reason.  'What's the matter, Al?'  I asked. 'Ummmm, 'replied Alex slowly, 'I really hoped that you and Mommy would give me something for Christmas too.'

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Lee, A seven-year-old boy, was asked to say thanks for the Christmas dinner.  The family members bowed their heads in expectation.  Lee began his prayer, thanking God for his Mommy, Daddy, brothers, sister, Grandma, and all his aunts and uncles. Then he began to thank God for the food.  He gave thanks for the turkey, the stuffing, the Christmas pudding, even the cranberry sauce. Then lee paused, and everyone waited ... and waited.  After a long silence, the young fellow looked up at his mother and asked, "If I thank God for the Brussels sprouts, won't he know that I'm lying?"