The test of an adventure is that when you are in the middle of it, you say to yourself, "Oh, now I've got myself into an awful mess; I wish I were sitting quietly at home." And the sign that something is wrong with you is when you sit quietly at home wishing you were out having lots of adventure. -Thornton Wilder

The nice thing about being confused is you get a chance to notice things a lot better than if you knew where you were going.

Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

New Bathroom Addition


While in the desert during the winter I watched no TV.  It was wonderful.  I did watch YouTube videos, a lot of them from RV'ers traveling around.  One guy was talking about some modifications he planned to do to his RV, one of which was to remove the passenger seat as he travels alone with his cat and the seat is just taking up space.  I paused the video and stared at my passenger seat dumbfounded.  I've removed things from my RV including a bed over the cab but never even thought of the passenger seat!  It's probably been sat in a half a dozen times in the 9 years I have had the RV.

Wow, look at all that room!

The footwell worked well for some of my books I took along.

 This solved my problem of where to put the kitty litter box.  Before with Sinbad I kept it in the shower.  This trip with no Sinbad the shower was used as my pantry and that worked out great.  I hated to give up my new pantry.  I did some research and discovered they make furniture specifically for a litter box.  Once home I ordered one from Amazon.  Some assembly required and it was a perfect fit and I could use the same holes to bolt it down as was the seat.
That door swings opens up to access the litter box for servicing. 

There was a top piece that fit to those posts sticking up to set a lamp on or whatever.  
I cut that up to fill in the space around the sides to keep things like cat stuff there.

As I was doing this project I felt bad that I hadn't done this long ago so that Sinbad could of used it some.  He was always real good about going into the shower so I guess he was content with that.


Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Time for Lunch


I stopped work today for a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
The Turkey Vulture in front of the house was having pressed squirrel.

Later I saw the squirrel was gone.  Good.  Now I don't have to scrape him up from the street.
Turkey Vultures are nature's janitorial service.  Nice to have around.




Monday, March 20, 2017

They Arrived!


My solar panels arrived today!

That is 200 watts of solar power there.  That plus the wimpy 45 watt panel I already had will supply me and my batteries with all the power I need...I think.  Now if it just wouldn't rain for a couple of days (scheduled sometime next week) I'd be installing them on the roof of the RV.  
The finished job will be shown in a later post.  

On a side note, over the course of the time away you may recall that I felt my deep cycle batteries were done for, especially after I learned their life expectancy is 3 to 5 years.  I've had these for 9 years now which I was embarrassed to write in a post from the desert a few months back.  Well, they got fully charged on the way home and did not have any use since I was not living in the RV but in the house.  They sat at rest it is called, all night long and still read 12.7 volts the next morning!  12.7 volts is a fully charged battery.  A bad battery will start losing voltage within an hour of resting. Wow, that means they are good to go and saves be around $250.  In case you are wondering, these are the same batteries they use in golf carts which are designed to take a lot of discharges and charges.


Saturday, March 18, 2017

Exciting non-exciting things have been going on.


Upon returning home I got right into making some modifications and upgrades to the Little House on the Highway.  The bigger projects are waiting for delivery from Amazon before I can fully present them here.  At the moment there is this small little improvement completed.  

I've always kept the fancy little Persian style carpet that a few of you were so amused at seeing spread out in my desert front yard, rolled up and placed on the floor in the storage compartment.

 The thought occurred to me that if I could store the rug off the floor this would free up a lot more space.  The problem was just how to do it.  I had a lot of time to think about it out there.  

All my brilliant ideas were thrown out once at home when I found two nice hangers in my junk cabinet in the garage that worked out perfectly.  Keeping it simple is always the best approach.  

I also removed the little Weber kettle bar-b-que that use to sit in that vacant space.  No picture as its gone with the trash.  I saved the grills to bar-b-que hobo style. This will free up space for jugs of drinking water.  I prefer to drink purified water verus what comes out from the faucet.

You may recall that black jug, one of many I came across in the desert cast off by illegal immigrants coming across the border.  Let me tell you it works super heating water by the sun.  One day I thought I would give my feet a bath.  I poured the water into a plastic basin while my feet were inside.  
Yowza!  That water was HOT!



Tuesday, March 14, 2017

A Milestone


On the way home the Little House on the Highway turned over 100,000 miles.

The big event took place on Highway 58, 31 east of Mojave,Ca. in the middle of nowhere.

I am kind of overwhelmed being back and with all I have to do, or I should say want to do.
I just try to do a little bit at a time.  Now if I could only remember to take some pictures.


Sunday, March 12, 2017

Day 136


Just an update so you don't think there's a rattlesnake is in my boot.  I am on my way home and will be there tomorrow.  The upcoming posts on the blog in the following weeks will document some changes that will be made in both The Little House on the Highway and myself.  They most likely will not be daily posts, just so you know.  After all of that is finished...well, we will all see.  
It's been a wonderful five months on the road and there will be many more to come.  
Thank you for being a part of the journey.

Thursday, March 9, 2017

Day 133


I didn't expect to out do the rattlesnake find of a few days ago (Day 127) but today I did.
I was toolin' along on my bike and swerved to miss a boulder in the road.
"That was no boulder!"

I have come across many more rattlesnakes in my desert travels than I have Desert Tortoise so this was super exciting for me to find.  Wonderful animals they are.

It is believed you can tell the age of a Desert Tortoise by counting the rings on one of those sections of the shell but unlike a tree these rings do not form annually for their growth period is irregular due to varying conditions.  Nevertheless this guy is pretty old but I think I have him beat.

Okay. you're becoming annoying.

That's it.  I'm outta here.

Another outstanding day in the desert!

Wednesday, March 8, 2017

Day 132


On this day's hike I flushed out a deer from where she was lying down.  Of course she didn't stick around for her picture to be taken so all I have to show is where she bedded down.  You don't think deer to be in the desert but they are wherever there is a bit of shade.

I passed up the hillside covered with the lavender colored flowers the other day but found another.

I was talking with a lady yesterday who said her neighbor had a rock stuck in his boot sole.  
He pulled it out and it was a fossilized shark's tooth!  I've been looking ever since.



Tuesday, March 7, 2017

Day 131


A small valley near where I am camped. 

Its much prettier in person with a thin layer of greenery on the ground, a rare feature in the desert.

I saw these signs in other parts of Arizona and finally took the time to look it up.
The Arizona Peace Trail is a project in progress to connect existing off highway trails together to create an unbroken 750 mile long back country route from Bullhead City on the Colorado River down to Yuma, Arizona. When completed it will be the longest off road trail in America.

That is further than I care to travel on my bike.  Sore butt.
If I were an Indian that would probably be the name given to me.



Monday, March 6, 2017

Day 130


I returned to the archaeological site this time leaving the bike at camp and hiking out to it.  Now  I could investigate the area more thoroughly not thinking about where I dropped the key!
I walked the entire area and this is the only anomaly I could find, 
this arrangement of stones forming a square. 

Each bundle of stones had some loosely wrapped rusty wire around them.
Perhaps they are marking a location of something that was found there.
Like my friend Carolyn said "Probably one arrowhead was found and the entire one acre site was declared an archaeological site."

As I was leaving walking the path it hit me.  The path itself is the archaeological element, like the Nazca Lines of Peru.  What is here can only be seen from above.  Back at camp I Google Earthed the site.  Nope, there are no figures created on the desert floor.  So it remains a mystery.

This is a Desert Lily and they are blooming all over the desert now.

Another day on my bike I passed a hillside covered with these purple flowers.  
"I'll get a picture on the way back."  I didn't.  Passed it right on by I did.

Late afternoon shadow shot by camp.

Friday, March 3, 2017

Day 127

Today's hike was extra special.  I found a Western Diamond Back rattlesnake.
I saw him before he saw me.  Those are the good kind of snake finds.
A wonderful set of rattles and I caught his tongue out in the shot.

He was moving across a sandy wash as I was walking down the wash.
They must be just starting to come out from hibernation.

What a beautiful animal.  He was four feet long for sure. 
 He was very docile and only rattled when I moved around him for different camera angles.

Another photo enlarged showing off that fascinating forked tongue.

 It wasn't just a good day, it was outstanding!


Thursday, March 2, 2017

Day 126


Today I rode the bike over to explore along the Colorado River.

This is one of the finer homes over on the California side.  Your own private dock.  How nice.

I sat and enjoyed the view, all peaceful and quiet like.

On the way back I passed this.  What a nice home it must have been at one time for some family.  
It sat up upon a bluff with a nice view of the river below.  Sad to see.
The interstate highway passed close by so it wasn't all that peaceful.
Maybe that is why they moved away and no one else bought it.

Tuesday, February 28, 2017

Day 124


Today's hike took under this power tower.  I could hear the electricity surging through the lines high overhead.  It first reminded me of bacon sizzling in a fry pan but it was more like the static of a radio not tuned in to a station.  I doubt standing there was doing the little grey cells in my brain any good.

There were three of these Beavertail cacti here and they are the only ones I have seen in this area.  The blossoms are just about ready to open, probably tomorrow or the next day.  They have the most beautiful magenta colored flowers. I hope to be able to find these three plants again to take a photo. 

Here is another first for me...a bowling ball in the middle of the desert.

I left the bowling ball there.


Monday, February 27, 2017

Day 123


Light showers today so it was an inside day.

A scrambled egg with green chiles and cheese sandwich sounded good for lunch, and it was.

Nothing else to do but read

or work on my current pen and ink piece.
This is my set-up taken in the evening a couple months back.


Sunday, February 26, 2017

Day 122


I was riding along and came upon this.  I stopped to see what it was about.

Oh, this will be interesting.  I parked the bike and walked on in.  

Midway through, the top of my head itched so I took off my helmet to scratch it while I continued walking.  I went to put my helmet back on and realized the key to my bike was no longer in my hand. I had dropped it!  Panic set in.  Stupid, stupid, stupid!  Here I am miles away from camp and I have lost the key to the bike.  I back-tracked to where I thought I began to unbuckle my helmet, eyes glued to the ground all the way...nothing.  I was just about to turn around and start all over thinking maybe seeing it from a different angle would help and there it was!  I caught the bright sun reflecting off the metal clip that SHOULD HAVE BEEN CLIPPED TO MY BELT LOOP!  The only thing that really saved me was that I was walking that worn in path you see in the photo.  Had I been meandering around among all those rocks I would have never found it.  Seriously, I need 24 hour supervision.

And guess what?  There was nothing to see.  No remains of dwellings, no pottery shards, not a single sign of anything of archaeological importance.
The bike came with two keys and I never knew what to do with the second key so it has been stashed away inside the RV.  I know NOW what to do with that spare key!  
It's going to be stashed on the bike for when stupidity strikes me again.


Saturday, February 25, 2017

Day 121


Today's hike took me across a broad gravel wash, not a place to be in with flash flood warnings.

There are loads of these flowering here.
I'll not try to guess what its name is.

Another geographical survey marker.  This one dated 1954.  
I would be turning 6 years old at the end of the year this was pounded into the ground.

A new addition today at the FREE TABLE.