Erin loves her bike. She rides it out front and I’m sure that she’ll eventually move to other portions of the property once she gains confidence riding it. I know she loves riding on the paved areas and she’s getting pretty good.
Heading down to Alb. with Tori and Erin this morning. Going to look at some homes for Tori. While there is a company that makes a better home, I prefer Karsten Home over the others.
Friday I head out to do some work for a new resident out here. Tractor work on their driveway. They seem like nice people. He writes software for the military and she’s a horsey person. I’m hooking her up with Huie to see if he can point her in the right direction for possible horse related jobs.
Thursday we meet with D & H about our line upgrade. $$$ Oh well, it has to happen. Stoopid government rules!
RAIN! Thunder storm woke me at 11:45 with Whiskey jumping into bed with us. It was the worst kind of storm at first, just thunder and lightning and I thought it would bring a new spate of fires, but we finally got the rain it promised. Trouble is that the downpour lasted only a few minutes and the Lightning continued it’s way across the valley. It was clear skies by 12:02.
I hope this spawned no new fires.
I was beat last night and in bed before 9.
5 hours, 45 minutes from Ouray to home.
We bought Erin a cute little 2 wheeler with training wheels for Erin in Ouray. It’s a Radio Flyer bike. She spent hours riding it yesterday. It was nice to watch her on the bike.
Got a bit of rain yesterday. Not much, but some. Nowhere near like last night.
One of our fires is still burning and it’s out of control. It is also in a remote portion of the Pecos Wilderness area and offers no threat to anyone and they’re letting it burn unchecked.
Erin was home waiting for us when we arrived home, but there is a battle brewing between Tori and the Herns. I hope Tori cuts them off on their visits with Erin.
Jimmy Hoffa made the news again last night. Does anyone still care?
Person B brings said check into my store to cash this check.
Person A’s check is a low number check and NO STORE likes low number checks. They scream STARTER CHECK!
Now if person A or B is a known quantity, we can cash said check, IF WE TRUST HIM/HER.
Trust meaning if the check is returned, will this person pay us back?!
If person A is an unknown and we don’t trust person B to reimburse, we automatically refuse to cash said check.
If person A is an unknown and person B is a regular but we know nothing about him, we refuse to cash the check.
Make sense?
It should, it’s really easy.
Tori, print this out and place it in everyone’s pay envelope this week please. Cut of the stuff above the title and these instructions and print out enough to give everyone, please. Thank you.
Back to my exciting narrative of vacation life.
Yesterday we took an unknown trail. It’s on the maps because it has a name, Placer Gulch. Very rough trail, lots of fun shit on this trail.
When leaving Placer Gulch, we moved into Picyune Gulch and promptly felt lost. Now don’t get me wrong, I could just turn around and head back the way we came, but that’s the way a girl would do it, not a guy. We pressed on. We passed several people on the way through Picyune Gulch and while Nina said we should ask directions, I felt it would betray the guy code to do so. We pressed on. About this time I noticed we were down to a quarter tank of gas and this concerned me. If we were truly lost, it would take more than a quarter tank of gas to keep us warm overnight. Finally we came across a federal ranger. Now I’m still not going to ask him directions or even tell him that I think we’re lost, but a guy does ask, “Where’s the closest gas station?” and hope for some useful intel to get us back to where we needed to be. Ranger Rick was useless as tits on a bull. It was his first day on the job in this district and he was out there learning where things are.
Well, we made it out with plenty of gas to spare. We even took more trails before heading to Ridgeway for the cheap gas.
Nina is still sleeping, but once she’s up and ready we’re heading home. It was a fun trip and we look forward to doing it again.
We had a nice day yesterday. Did an abnormal amount of off-roading when you consider what most people with 4X4s do each year. I’m guestimating that we did around 60 miles off-road. Fun stuff. Since I left my camera in the Jeep, I have no pictures to show you until later.
Ouray is also affect by the same drought that has us crying FOUL. They however have had some snow and are not in as bad of shape as we are. The river is lower, the run-off is almost nonexistent and we are seeing more dead trees. We should not be able to get to places we are going but the lower than normal snowfall has trails open now that are usually not open until mid-July or later.
There is a Jeep in the parking lot that has the rear bumper that I want. It has a spare carrier that works in conjunction to the door rather than adding another step. Maybe around Christmas time. Here it is. You may drool at this point if you own a Jeep. I wonder if the guy in the parking lot would notice if I switched bumpers with him, it’s only 8 bolts.
I had two drinks with dinner last night. They must really load those mixed drinks with more than a few shots because they hit me hard last night. Shirley’s being a snot to Tori, but that’s OK, she’s young and can take it.
It’s 4:30 something as I type this and I think I may try to fall back to sleep again. This place has GREAT beds. Best beds in Ouray!
I’ll ad some pictures around breakfast time, maybe.
Laters everyone. Piece, peace, PPPPPP’s, and whatever.
With the situation that occurred with ML this past week under control, we were left hanging and just a little disturbed that we’re stuck in NM rather than being in Chicago as planned. I called Wednesday and found there were plenty of rooms at the Hot Springs Inn in Ouray and we decided to take a long weekend up here.
I’m sitting in a swinging chair with a table writing this alongside the Uncompahgre River while writing this. We’re doing 2 nights currently but may extend if rooms are available.
We’re going to Animas Forks today and hope to lunch at Handlebars in Silverton. This was the same trail where I got the flat last year. Stupid TPMS thingies!
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