The crew barks, signaling that we have company.
It’s Chuck and Geri! They want me to meet them at Wildcat Willie’s for dinner so I can order the tequila-lime-garlic shrimp. They tell me it is fabulous! What’s great is it’s not going to wreck my diet. I’m looking forward to a dinner out with these two good friends.
What to do with Bridget and Spike?
The Memorial Day weekend people have left, so we’re alone here at this BLM camping area. I don’t want to leave Bridget and Spike in the BLT with no one around. They’ll have to wait for me in the PTV in the restaurant’s parking lot. If it’s hot, I’ll plug in my 12-volt fan and go out to check on them. I’ve noticed the PTV is well-insulated. The upholstered panels affixed to the walls and ceiling really do a good job of keeping it from heating up.
Going to a restaurant will be a good antidote to my hermitic tendencies, plus it’s always fun to be around Chuck and Geri!
That ages-old question pops up.
Hmmm . . . What shall I wear? With all the dust and playing around at the campsite, my wardrobe is in tough shape. Aha! My new-to-me shirt from the thrift store! I pull it out of the BLT “closet” and find that it’s badly wrinkled. What to do. I know! I take it down to the creek and dip it in the water until soaked. Then I put it on a hanger and hang it from a nail that someone put into the tree at our camp. The breeze flutters it about. In less than a half hour, it’s dry and almost wrinkle-free. Good enough!
One of the many things I love about my Best Little Trailer is its size.
Because a Casita is so compact, I find myself outside a lot. If it weren’t for blogging, editing photos, and keeping up with emails, the crew and I would probably be outside all day. As it is, we’re out a lot. It’s not a hardship or inconvenience. Days in the outdoors add richness to life, in my opinion.
I’d better stop for now.
Spike soaked in the creek again and he’s covered with sand. I need to dip him in the creek to wash off the sand, immediately dry him, and put him inside where he won’t get himself dirty again. Geri and Chuck could call at any time and say, “C’mon over to Wildcat Willie’s! The shrimp is on the barbie!”
Later at Wildcat Willie’s . . .
The shrimp is excellent! And the conversation is always fun with Geri and Chuck. Chuck says, “Sue, you have to hike the Narrows.” He describes wading in the river and how the light changes on the rocks, the beautiful colors, and so forth. “But what would I do with the crew?” I cannot leave them in the BLT for the major portion of a day.
We discuss putting Bridget and Spike in the Doggie Dude Ranch.
“That way you’d have all day to hike or do whatever,” Chuck explains. “You have to do it, Sue. You can’t drive through Zion and leave without hiking up to the Narrows.”
I’m already experiencing separation anxiety.
Fortunately, I hear “You must be rvsue!” and I’m distracted from the possibility of abandoning the crew for a day. It’s Dianne and Roger from Travel with Whippets!http://travelwithwhippets.blogspot.com/ (Read their recent blog post about exploring Zion!) Learning of my hesitation to leave the crew, they give a rave review of the Doggie Dude Ranch which their dogs love. I smile while imagining Spike ripping the face off some poor innocent little dog, and Bridget crying her eyes out all day.
Before Chuck, Geri, and I leave the restaurant, we have a solution!
Chuck and I will hike Zion on Monday and Geri will babysit Bridget and Spike. Geri says she plans to stay home with The Hound Herd anyway in order to work on her blog. I’m more comfortable with that arrangement. I know, I know . . . I’m too protective of the crew!
How did Bridget and Spike do out in the PTV while we were inside Wildcat Willie’s?
They survived just fine. I’m going to be okay, too.
rvsue
rvsue and her canine crew 