PIA the cat checking things out and planning her next escape
After a long visit in Tucson with family (some would say to long a visit) I am in Deming NM at an RV’rs Rally. So far I have only broken one rule; at least that is the only one anyone has noticed so far. I’m about to break one or two more as I am in an ornery mood this week. We have been divided up into groups and each group has to pull KP duty for a day. Ask me to do something I most likely will do it, tell me to do something and I most likely will not. I quit taking orders when I retired from government service and I quit pulling KP duty 38 years ago when I retired from the Army. So I guess I’m going to piss somebody off here pretty soon.
I have been thinking about spending some or all of the winter in Mexico specificly San Felipe Baja MX it is only about 2.5 hours south of the border and is supposed to be a nice place on the Sea of Cortez with a long beach to walk with your dog and lots of other gringos who are hiding from the cold with a drink in one hand and taco in another. I’ve heard about it for several years and I thought I might just check it out for myself this year.
I have several items to have repaired on my RV and I want solar power installed before heading south to Mexico so right after the Rally is over or sooner if I am thrown out I’ll be heading back to Tucson to get this work done.
Just thinking about going to Mexico is getting me jazzed as it sounds like an adventure and I do like a little adventure it keeps the blood moving around and gets the little grey cells jumping in the brain too 🙂 Now to pull it all together and get there :0
I was getting a little bit of cabin fever yesterday, well actually I was going out of my mind, being stuck in the house trying to get over the outhouse trots, so I decided to drive to the beach and give the dogs and me a walk on the sand. When we got there the dogs were all excited about getting out of the van and playing in the sand, well peeing in the sand any way. When we unloaded I notice two men using those surfing kites, there was a stiff breeze blowing in from the Gulf and they were zooming around on their contraptions. One of the men made it to shore and the other was in the water yelling, with the sound of the waves and wind he was hard to hear. As he made his way closer to shore I could hear him holler that he had broken his leg. His buddy seemed to have a hard time understanding the situation for some reason as he was standing close to me, I couldn’t figure why he didn’t drop his kite and go help his friend.
When the man with the broken limb got closer to shore it was obvious that his was in pain and had a compound fracture of the left lower leg. I asked what I could do for him and he asked me, not his companion to call for an ambulance. I gathered up the dogs and went to the nearest hotel across the street, I knew the manager there and asked him to call the ambulance. I went back to the victim and told him the ambulance was coming. His kite buddy was no where to be seen. I told the man that I was going to the road to make sure the ambulance could find him and walked back to the road. In short order the ambulance showed up and the police too. Seems the victim was a spanish speaker and could communicate well with everyone. At that point and with the growing crowd of folks gathering I left.
I had watched these kite surfers before and thought to myself what a wonderful way to damage your body with shoulder problems, back problems, neck problems etc. It is a dangerous if thrilling sport for young strong people who heal well and fast not for old ladies with plenty of problems already.
This kind of added a little spice to my otherwise dull day.
I forgot to mention that the dogs behaved extreemly well, obeying voice commands like well trained fur companions that they are, that helped a lot in the situation. They got extra treats for their good behavior, of course they don’t care about anything but love, fun and food. Hmm, not bad.