Bud passed away late last week due to cancer. It has been heartwarming to read the comments in the Kayser Chapel (Moses Lake) site and to see so many affirmations of the difference he made in students' lives over the years of teaching. There will be a memorial in Moses Lake next Monday, and we will attend as will Keith and Craig.
We spent about ten days on the desert at Quartzite providing moral support to Rod and Karen in their hosting duties of 94 coaches for a five day rally. They are very thorough and conscientious so it went very well, and their efforts were much appreciated. The highlight was a pig roast. One of the rally members has a custom-built roaster that he towed to the rally and it became the final resting place for a 200+# pig. It was quite the novelty.
Franz even made head cheese the likes of which I have not had since I was a kid on the farm. It is fabulous in spite of what many others think.
We arrived at our usual park in Casa Grande yesterday afternoon and today we will try to get the desert dust out of the coach and catch up on organization and laundry. Airline reservations are the other task for the day.
It is a bit cool here yet this morning, but the sky is clear and blue. Ciao.
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Saturday, January 14, 2012
Quartzsite is within striking distance
The weather was so nice, and we were so comfortable that we stayed longer at Travis than planned. But several days were spent with the Schulers, including the New Years Eve annual evening of good food. The Saturday after New Year's weekend, they came to our area for a day of wine tasting and a German dinner in San Francisco capped off the day.
After two days spent at RV repair shops, I think we are all in tact for our time on the desert. We had to have the house water pump replaced, but it was still under warranty, so we only had the cost of labor. The next day we had a failed control board in the water heater. And so it goes.
Last night was spent at Edwards AFB famcamp where the nighttime temp dipped to 12F. Ken had disconnected the outside water hose, and we kept heat going in the coach to keep the bays warm enough to prevent tanks from freezing so we managed. Right now we are bumping along I-10 in the area of Palm Springs and will get to the desert about five. Karen and Rod will have dinner waiting for us:)
There are some interesting rock formations near the junction of state highway 38 and I-15 north of San Bernardino. Called the Mormon rocks (I still don't know why), they are a hard cement rock that has withstood the winds and weather while the surrounding sand and geology disappeared. They look like big mounds of the expanding type of foam insulation used around the house.
But along with the carefree fun comes reality. Ken's brother, Bud, has been failing at quite a fast rate and has slipped in and out of a semi-comatose state, so we are braced for that last phone call that could come at any time which means we would be going to Moses Lake for his funeral.
It is overcast where we are at the moment, but I don't believe that translates to rain in this part of the country. It is 67 outside even without sunshine. Ciao
After two days spent at RV repair shops, I think we are all in tact for our time on the desert. We had to have the house water pump replaced, but it was still under warranty, so we only had the cost of labor. The next day we had a failed control board in the water heater. And so it goes.
Last night was spent at Edwards AFB famcamp where the nighttime temp dipped to 12F. Ken had disconnected the outside water hose, and we kept heat going in the coach to keep the bays warm enough to prevent tanks from freezing so we managed. Right now we are bumping along I-10 in the area of Palm Springs and will get to the desert about five. Karen and Rod will have dinner waiting for us:)
There are some interesting rock formations near the junction of state highway 38 and I-15 north of San Bernardino. Called the Mormon rocks (I still don't know why), they are a hard cement rock that has withstood the winds and weather while the surrounding sand and geology disappeared. They look like big mounds of the expanding type of foam insulation used around the house.
But along with the carefree fun comes reality. Ken's brother, Bud, has been failing at quite a fast rate and has slipped in and out of a semi-comatose state, so we are braced for that last phone call that could come at any time which means we would be going to Moses Lake for his funeral.
It is overcast where we are at the moment, but I don't believe that translates to rain in this part of the country. It is 67 outside even without sunshine. Ciao
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