Another Slice of our Pie...Eaten

The last few days I've spent with the dogs in and around the doghouse as Miki attended her conference.  On the first day I was a bit worried I would go stir crazy without a car, but I found much to do.  

The first morning was spent setting up the TV (priorities!).  Every time we pull into a new RV park or campground, the televisions have to do their "channel search", which will pick up any stations that are available.  With any luck, there are some!  Here in the Longmont area, the search came up with numerous choices.  Since they are new to us, rather than flip through each one every time, I made a list of the channels.  Once that was done, since I had the time, I went through the list and deleted the plethora of spanish speaking and religious channels.  By the way, if you are bored, which I am not saying I was, but trying to watch a television show in a foreign language and trying to figure out what is going on is interesting fun.

I have never considered myself a fisherman, even though I have fun trying.  Since our gated accommodations came with waterfront property, I was drawn to try my luck with fishing for fish other than a trout (bass in this case).  The surface of the water seems active all the time.  What I didn't take the time to realize, was that those ripples that dotted each pond can be made from any size fish.  I quickly found out that most of them were created by hungry little ones.  I found that with each cast there was great interest in my fly, as it was nudged with interest and sometimes taken under by a zealous minnow.  As much as those little babies wanted to get that fly in their mouth, it was just too big.  You could see the water swirl around my line where the fly was attached and you could see their attempts to latch on to the smaller parts of the fly...the legs, the antennae, they wanted it bad. It must be kind of like going to get a Dairy Queen Blizzard and getting there 2 minutes after the "Closed" sign goes up, making it just out of reach.  (It has been a few days since Miki has wanted one.)

Other than getting outside, there is always cleaning and eating at hand inside and believe it or not, the time went by relatively quickly.  Oh, and of course there is always the computer to eat up some time.

Soon we'll be home, but we're not there yet.  660 miles will get us there.  Out of approximately 2300 miles we've experienced with this piece of our pie, both the miles on and off the road have been memorable.  It's been exciting, frustrating, fun, emotional...a whole spectrum of adjectives have followed us on this month long trip and we are happy you chose to come along with us.  Let us get the doghouse back in shape, get inspiration for the next slice of pie, and we'll invite you out again.  Peace Out!



My Zen from the Road:  Tips I picked up from the boys (dogs) these last few days...  Rest when you can, be ready for anything, pay attention to all of your senses, and every scent you pick up is special for a reason.