I woke up at 7 this morning, took the Boys out and made some tea. I updated the blog while Bill slept and we finally got out and about around 10. It’s chilly here, so getting out from under the covers is especially difficult.
As we were gearing up to take the Boys to the lake for some more stick play, we heard thunder. We went anyway. Merlin and Twist love their stick time, so we couldn't deny them the opportunity.
Twister is even becoming a full blown swimmer...We're so proud. :)
It doesn't take much to tire the Boys out anymore, but even asleep, Merlin still loves his sticks. :)
The weather is weird here. Storms roll in fast, are intense, and then roll out just as quickly as they come. The weather for the day pretty much consisted of rain, then clearing, then rain, then clearing, then rain…you get the point. But the payoff is worth it.
There's also a fair amount of wildlife in the area. Baby pronghorns are cute.
We had plans to go for a bicycle ride and as we were riding out the campground access road, yet another storm rolled in. We discussed turning around – it was raining pretty hard (Man that stings!) and there was lightning across the lake in the distance. But, the rare optimist in me said “Let’s keep going – we’ll eventually get out from under this storm and over to that sunny patch over there”. Bill was game so we kept going. We did make sure to relay our “I love you’s” in case one of us should be struck by lightning. ;P
We found a bike path that led all the way to town.
It was weird that it was even there. It was kind of out in the middle of nowhere, but apparently some local woman who passed away after a long bout with cancer was responsible for creating it so it is still maintained in her honor. Very weird though. It was like the bike trails in DC but with much better views. At the time, we didn’t know that it went all the way into Pinedale, so we just kept going and that’s where we ended up. We rode through town and stopped at the (gasp) organic and natural food store on the corner. We went in just to check it out.
Neither one of us had any money with us, so we couldn’t buy anything. Not that it mattered. Most of the stuff was easily double what it would cost back home. She wanted .99 cents a pound for the one bunch of organic bananas that were already brown and overripe. Almost 6 bucks for a pack of Newman's Own Fig Bars. Are you on crack??? Pretty much everything in the store was outlandishly priced. Competition is a good thing. Clearly, she doesn't have any and can charge what she wants. Her patrons don't know that they're getting robbed. Anyway, she did have a dog food store attached to the market (a redeeming quality) and her pit bull and red heeler pup were there so we climbed over the puppy gate to pet them and say hi. The pup was adorable and I could have hung out there for quite some time. Alas, Bill doesn't like to play with puppies as much as I do. :)
The owner of the store thanked us for stopping in and we jumped back on the bikes. As we looked over our shoulders, we saw a NASTY storm brewing behind us. We booked it as fast as we could back to the campground which was about 7 miles away and made it into the camper before the hail came. That would have hurt. After the storm, we took the dogs for an early evening walk and then had a quick meal of spaghetti for dinner.
Knowing we’d be pulling out the next morning, we decided to drive in to Pinedale to get gas rather than fighting with little Podunk gas stations that generally aren’t RV friendly. On the way back, another cool storm was brewing, so we pulled off on one of the gravel roads and waited for the lightning show. While we were stopped, we were also able to watch an osprey on a telephone pole having his fish dinner.
It was a good day, but time to move on. There are SO MANY mosquitoes here and we are DONE with donating our blood to their personal blood banks.
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