February 15, 2005

February 15, 2005

Pecos, Texas

DAY 242

 

Today was warm, partially cloudy, with a light wind. Apparently this part of West Texas is usually quite windy during the winter.

This morning after regular morning chores, I drove into Pecos to find the Post Office and buy some stamps. Pecos looks like an old town, with small, old homes. The population is approximately 7000. The lawns all look like Malcolm's family's lawn on the TV series Malcolm In The Middle. I guess it's pretty hard to grow a nice lawn out here in the desert. On the way back from the Post Office, I stopped at the Pecos Municipal Airport next door to the RV Park that we're in. I miss flying, and enjoy stopping by a small airport when the opportunity presents itself. The local municipal airport was previously a military air base, during the Second World War. The property that Tra-Park is located on was where the military barracks were.

After lunch, we decided to wash the trailer. It was an entire afternoon's work, for both of us. We had to hitch up the trailer to the truck, tow it over to the vehicle wash area on the edge of the park, unhitch, wash the trailer, hitch up again, tow it back to our site, and set up on the site again.

The trailer was extremely filthy, and I had just finished washing it very thoroughly while at C.A.R.E. in Livingston. First, we spent a few days along the seashore, right on the beach, during rain. There was a coating on the trailer from salt water spray from the Gulf Of Mexico. Then we drove across the dusty Chihuahuan Desert during rain. There was a sticky layer of dusty grime on top of the salt water residue. It took a lot of scrubbing, but the truck and trailer are clean again. And washing the vehicles in such nice weather was pleasant.

We spent the latter part of the afternoon sitting around our campsite, resting, me drinking a beer, both of us reading. Just before supper, we took Bo for an obedience training session. We've decided we should both take him on these obedience training sessions. He's been obeying me much better since I began formally training him, but he's been paying little attention to Joanne. Apparently he thinks I'm Alpha Dog, he's Beta Dog, and Joanne and Teddy are inferiors. HA HA HA ! Joanne doesn't think it's that funny, though.

While Joanne prepared supper, I downloaded and processed the photos from the last few days, that were in the digital camera. After eating supper, we watched TV for awhile, since we have a cable connection, and lots of channels. Teddy and Bo went to sleep about 9:30 P.M.. They both have gotten into the habit of going to sleep long before Joanne and I do. And then they wake me up as early as 6:00 A.M., wanting to be fed, wanting to go outside, wanting to be cuddled and petted, and worse of all, wanting to play. Bo ... I don't want to play tug of war with your stinky, monkey face dog toy at 6:00 A.M..

DSK