Oh Guys, what a fun and interesting last couple of days. Mike has now officially lost his cell phone and has one on order. We will get it in about a week.
Ron and Anne Knopf met us in Hovenweep, which is now one of our top 3 favorite campsites. Lots of hiking and ruins. Vic R., England is not the only country that has houses that are 800 years old, we just don’t live in them here because they only have portions of them standing. I never knew the US had so many ruins and they are fabulous.
We have had some stormy weather but it is isolated to certain areas. Anne and Ron had the most biblical experience of all of us. They were driving toward Hovenweep when they heard a particularly loud clap of thunder and saw a close lightening strike. Ron then smelled smoke followed by the sight of a burning bush. A real bush burning but no Moses.
Anne and I set off on a 2-mile hike around the rim of the canyon where we are camping. We met several people leaving the trail due to thunder and lightening but we soldiered on. The good news was we were the only people on the trail; there really isn’t any bad news. We saw a few lightening strikes and it rained a little but we did fine. Mike and Ron sat back at the campsite and worried.
Today, we went to the Anasazi Cultural Museum. If any of you visit Mesa Verde, try to get to this place as well. It is only a couple of miles away. It is tastefully done and has a wide range of artifacts.
On the way home, a cattle roundup held us up. There were about 30 head of cattle with three cowboys herding them. The cattle did not move out of the road quite fast enough so they brought in two dogs. What a sight!
Back at camp Anne and I took a 2-hour hike down the canyon instead of the rim. We had Joey with us. For those of you who have just seen Joey lay around, you should see him on a canyon hike. He chases anything that moves. He never catches anything but he is fast.
We ended the night with neighboring campers visiting for wine and cheese and to share their stories. Many more stories were to add to our memories. For those of you in the Northeast, one of the ladies I met held the contract with Country Curtains to hand stencil their curtains. She had the business for 30 years and at the height of the fad for stenciled curtains did about 2,000 a week. She had a staff of 16 to help her. The other visitors started a private preschool that is still active after 40 years. One of the men brought a mandolin and serenaded us with blue grass music. We couldn’t get Ron to play his ukulele but maybe he will tomorrow night.