Looking over my shoulder, reminiscing, I see that two years ago last night we dined at the Big Texan in Amarillo. The next morning we launched for Oklahoma City, reprovisioning at the Walmart on Garth Brooks Boulevard before landing at Mustang Run in Yukon.
This time last year we were in Ohio, neck-deep in purging Second Chance Ranch, filling another dumpster, collecting stuff for the auction.
Now we’re in the final stages of leaving The Campground Life for The Mountain. Our trusty Jeep Wrangler, Mercy, will be going with us, of course, and last night I threw a charger on the battery — some sort of low-amperage parasitic draw is draining it, and we haven’t driven it enough lately to keep it up.
It’ll be fine. We’ll be fine. This move has been far less taxing than the one a year ago — less complicated, less stuff, shorter walks lugging heavy boxes and heavier totes, a more tantalizing reward when it’s done.
The weather, on the other hand, is miserable. I awoke at 5am this morning to a temperature of 77°F and relative humidity of 87%, headed for a forecast high of 96°F this afternoon. By week’s end, we’re looking at predicted highs around 105°F.
I expect we’ll be done by then, living full-time on The Mountain. The downside is that our new digs won’t offer us quite the climate-controlled comfort we’re used to (and spoiled by).
Again, we’ll be fine.
We had the Silverado loaded for today’s run before 8:30am, our best chance of beating the heat. Deb and Smudge boarded the Wrangler and I fell in behind them for the drive east. It was obvious that Deb was really diggin’ the drive, arcing smoothly through the curves and bounding up our road with enthusiasm.
Mercy is back on The Mountain.
I started the generator. We unloaded the truck quickly, ducked into the cool(er) interior, and that’s where we stayed, unpacking and organizing and arranging. This trip I’d brought over the rest of my photo gear and electronics, save my computer, and miscellaneous stuff in the bedroom cabinets.
Deb’s done an amazing job of making the most of the rig’s interior space, putting up shelves and installing hooks for convenience and utility. To deal with the limitations imposed by the way RV walls are constructed, she swears by 3M Command™ products — strips, hooks, etc.
We didn’t stay long today. I stowed the generator and we rolled down The Mountain before 2pm. The heat already had crashed through the forecast high (pictured).
One more load tomorrow.. Dogs on Tuesday. Almost there.
Take care of yourselves, Patriots. Stay calm. Stay sharp. Stay free.
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