Tripometer –11,713 mi
Gas Gauge – 890.799 gal
Location –Page Lake Powell Campground, Page, AZ
Lodging – $30
Cans of OFF – 4
100 days on the road!
Waking this morning to temperatures in the 40s, we quickly noticed that both of Ranger’s bones that were left outside last night are now missing! We did hear coyotes on the hill behind the RV park last night but didn’t think anything of it (we hear them almost nightly). We’re guessing that one of those guys came into our RV park last night and liberated Ranger’s chew things for their own enjoyment. We’re going to have to find some replacements soon. We’re not sure how Ranger is going to manage his life without his rawhide chew toy and his marrow bone (or how we are going to manage our lives without him being somewhat distracted by them).
We went for breakfast this morning at a local diner. The sign above was posted out front as a lunch special. Neither of us can ever remember feeling so far from Philadelphia and so far from a proper cheese steak sub. That sandwich is a disgrace to someone who lives near Philly. We joked it was a “stake” through our hearts, given the spelling faux paux. Shame!
While Kelly worked today, Paul took Ranger on a hike up the canyon above the RV park. He captured the picture above at the top of the hill to the East. We have noticed that every RV park tends to look like an oasis compared to the land around it with only a few planted trees here and there.
Having spent the last few days working on the trailer and reading his book rather than working on photos and the blog, Paul spent much of Kelly’s work day sorting pictures from all 4 phones from the past couple of weeks. He’s been walking around muttering to himself about how far behind he is on the blog. I guess stress is relative, when one doesn’t have a significant source of stress in daily life the mind comes up with things to be stressed about. Today: Paul has a pressing first-world problem with the blog.
We revisited the BBQ restaurant from earlier this week again tonight, making sure to have leftovers for a couple of sandwiches over the next week or so. So Good!
Special Note: There’s a certain smell to an RV park. Whenever you have 50 to 100 open sewer lines dispersed evenly around a parking lot there can be a lingering odor. This RV park has more than a few uncapped sewage lines and the wafting odor is enough to knock you out if the wind catches it just right. Not pleasant.