The day begins in the desert.

 

When you hear the first jet leave from Phoenix you know the sun will soon come up. Sleeping in the cool nights is a pleasure, but once out of the blankets it is chilly. That means someone will have to start the generator so the furnace can run. It is shameful to be a generator sinner in a quite campground so hopefully someone else has already sinned before we do. Coffee is the next major job. The Commander has a new hand operated coffee grinder she likes to use, so the The Commander grinds the coffee. With the generator running we can watch TV. The internet connection is terrible, but with patience you can get up to date.

On TV the local news will feature the latest gun insanity. The other day some crazy fat guy was shooting at a man and wife robbery team. The male robber tried to hold up the store using an electric drill for a gun and his wife had a plastic toy gun. The man got scared and left on his motorcycle. His wife tried to catch up and get on. As this all took place the fat guy shot at them claiming his wife was in danger. How she was in danger from people running away is a mystery, but I am sure the guy wanted to try out his gun. The shooter hit several cars in the parking lot, and the electric drill bandit got away. This is how it works when you let every idiot have a gun.

Once the sun is up the solar panel has to be deployed, the eggs cooked, and life begins. The sun quickly warms things up. By now people are wandering around. A would be fisherman just came to us needing a Tonto Pass. We often have to provide them to those without so they can stay her. It cost $3 dollars per day and we usually have extra passes. The fish were just stocked yesterday.

The Commander as usual is brimming over with energy and insist we go on a forced march somewhere today. So it looks like poor old Kadizzle will be run up a nearby mountain. Hopefully there will be tablets on top with instructions from God.