Sunday, February 19, 2012
I've been doing my earth mother imitation this week: baking, sewing, looking around Yuma for homes. Yeah, that ain't happening. The living in Yuma part. Yuma is one of those areas that just doesn't really appeal to me. We stay here because we have a membership campground here which means we can stay for two weeks at a time for free. Frankly, two weeks of smelling cauliflower, broccoli and cabbage is enough for me. You see, we're surrounded by lettuce and all sorts of green veggies at the eastern end of Yuma where the fields are cycled endlessly; harvest, till, lay irrigation pipe, seed, water, harvest, till, lay pipe.....
We finally drove east to Wellton, Arizona to play golf at the Links of Coyote Wash after driving by the golf course for several years. Denny and I absolutely fell in love with the Santa Fe style homes there but the five hour round of golf for such a short golf course was irritating to us. The owners of the complex are creating a whole section of RV lots to be sold around the development which means there would be even more competition for tee times on the golf course so we'll pass on this area.
A daytrip to Los Algodones was scheduled so the two of us could enjoy the fish tacos and tamales at our favorite little stand in the middle of town. Of course a couple of things found their way into bags and I now have yet another yard toy to haul around. I just couldn't resist a rocking roadrunner.
Beyond that Denny and I didn't do a lot; I've developed arthritic like pain in both knees over the last week and we're trying to figure out what's up with that. Today we ventured out for breakfast and while topping off our gas tank prior to leaving Yuma tomorrow I met up with this darling lady.
What I noticed first was the "Mad Dog and Gramma" sign on the back of her three wheeler. Seems her husband was a police officer in California who patrolled a Latino area where the local baddies gave him the name of "Mad Dog". I didn't really want to know why ;) But this cheerful widow who has been riding bikes for the last 35 years has now taken over her husband's three wheeler and rides with a group twice a week which was why she was gassing up this morning. She says she makes a point of getting out and about to stay young. Yay for her!
And finally, tonight's sunset; the clouds seemed more like lava flowing across the sky.
Tomorrow the view out of our windows will change after a not-so-very long drive. I'm ready.