Too Secluded, or Just Right?

 Dean  (the husband)

Shalane  (the wife  :O)

(The internet is not working well tonight, so I'll have to post pictures tomorrow.  :O)

I’m back!  I am writing this blog looking at a beautiful little mountain.  The sun is behind the clouds.  All I can hear are the birds singing and a light wind rustling through the leaves on the many trees in the area.  I can smell a hint of campfire smoke as well.   My wife made me some hot oatmeal for breakfast, and I am a full, happy, content man again.  I told you I would take good care of him.  Dean worked really hard yesterday and was exhausted, but, we’re here now and all set up.  This picturesque morning is a reminder of why we are full-time Rvers.  While others are stuck in the heat and the rat race, we have escaped and are soaking in the good life.

I had almost forgotten just how wonderful life is without the hustle and bustle associated with the city.  Even in our last RV park, the Las Vegas RV Resort,  as quiet and as safe it was inside the park, the sirens and the impeding view of the casinos were an ever present reminder that we were in the middle of the city.  Don't get us wrong, it's a GREAT place to vacation!  Here, however, there is peace and quiet.  Actually, it may be TOO quiet for some people, but we are loving it!

Now we are getting ready to drive 15 miles into the town of Pioche, NV to go to church.  It will be great to renew our friendship with the people in that congregation.  Fifteen miles might seem like a long way to go to church, but remember, it will be 15 miles of pine trees and beautiful mountain scenery.  

We hope to get some fishing done pretty soon, and we will try to get some photos of the area around the lake.  Also, Shalane and I will be battling it out to see who will get  the honors for “First fish of the year.”    Now, she does have the best opportunity to win this coveted title because, after all, she refuses to put the bait on her own line.  She doesn’t even want to hold any bait.  Lol  That’s right, I don’t hold my own bait.  Worms are slimy and super yucky.  I’ll tell you what, after Dean baits my hook, I will wait until he’s ready, and we’ll cast at the same time.  Then we’ll see, fair and square, who gets to claim first fish of the year.  :O)

Last night, while setting up camp, we decided to put out the awning.  We’ve never done it before, so we kinda looked like the two stooges.  :O) We finally figured out how to work the awning.  It took reading the owner’s manual to get it done.  It was a last resort, but who can argue with success.   Please note that I suggested reading the instructions WAY before we actually did it.  Once we got those out, it was a breeze. 

Anyhow, for those of you that were worried about me after yesterday’s post, I'm all right.  In fact,  I am doing great!  I’m glad he’s back!  :O)  Join us tomorrow as the saga of “First fish of the year” continues.  Until then, Happy Trails!