Our little encampment along the Salt River is like a small old western town. Wagons come rolling in and randomly they roll out. This morning we were awakened to a home made rig chugging into the parking lot. Looking at the various home made, and modified desert schooners is fun. The one that just rolled in is a truck camper mounted on the back of a two ton truck.
Tucked here and there is an ATV, a motorcycle, and several solar panels. In the southwest everyone likes to harvest the sun. A lot of the modern day drifters are obsessed with tinkering. Each guy has to have as many little inventions sprouting from his outfit as possible.
Suddenly our campground seems to be filling up. We hope it is just the weekend, but it will probably last thru the week. The guy that just pulled in said he was gone for 16 days to meet the requirement of the Forest Service. This year they seem to have a new sneaky policy. To keep hard core bums out there is a requirement you leave after 14 days. You can apply for a 28 day extension after your 14 days is up. It seems the way this really works is if they don't like you, you are voted off the island. If you have been a gruff, noisy, rude, inconsiderate neighbor, your permit is not renewed. This is good in several ways. One problems with these encampments is people who move in and accumulate crap.
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