WHEW, done. Back to work!

April 19th, 2023

And in the mail before 11:59 pm, even before dark! A record!

And bizarre finding — IT HAS A JAKE BRAKE! Really!

Still recovering from that short, strange trip!

Former roommate, then neighbor, Bev extended a general invitation to the world to come on down to Truth or Consequences, New Mexico, where she’s making her new home, and she DID find a house! YEAAAAA! And Susan has moved to Arizona, just 4 hours away, and whatever happened to Donna in Las Cruces? And I do so miss driving, though I do acknowledge that now it’s purely recreational — I can’t drive a truck 24/7 anymore. But get me out on the road!!

Soooooooooo… off I went, and went down to Elephant Butte State Park, the South Monticello campground, and got set up.

It was pretty late, and soon dark, but thanks to a helpful neighbor, enough put together to get inside for the night.

First night was a late partial set up, and it got REALLY cold, I couldn’t find my electrical cords and didn’t want to go out and dig around for the heater, but it was so cold Sadie wanted to be my footwarmer.

Caught the sunrise, thanks to Sadie. The view from site 19 can’t be beat!

Sadie may be an old grrrrrrl, but she still LOVES camping, and she knows the routine — circle round a few times and lay down and snore. Despite the look, she’ll jump up and dance around at the prospect of a trek around the loop, trotting like a young pup.

Elephant Butte is a reservoir, the dam built in 1910, with a 28MW capacity, not much, about the same as Red Wing’s former coal plant, current garbage burner.

Anyway, the third day, in the afternoon, it got windy. I was sitting in the vestibule, enjoying morning coffee, and the tent suddenly tipped, and I got up and jumped into the main part, it was at a 45 degree angle and I had to push on the wall of the tent to keep it upright. In a couple seconds it was over, calm again, and I got out and looked around — took a few deep breaths. The camp host had been working on the site next door and talking with someone on the loop, and he said it was a dust devil, came out of nowhere, but he saw it hit my tent! AAAAAACK! Yeah, that shook me up!

When I got back “home” that afternoon, it was uniformly VERY windy:

AAAAAAACK! Although I’d put out all the guy wires, the ground was cement, and it might have been better if I’d been able to stake it down more, but I doubt it, the wind was beyond anything I’d ever experienced. I bailed, and with the help of 3 neighbors, we were able to get the tent down, but it was 3 Stooges, at one point, while we were trying to roll it up, it started flapping so bad we were struggling to hang on, and one of the women dove down and laid on the tent, spread-eagled, and, well, it worked, we were able to bundle it up enough to get it into the car. That was the fastest and most exhausting tear down ever. I made it as far as Albuquerque and crashed.

The wind was unreal the next day, the trip up 54 was treacherous, and at times visibility non-existent.

When I got to Wichita, I found Baymont, and the room was so calming that I stayed an extra night to get a real night’s sleep, and Sadie loved it too. I really needed to recover from an exhausting few days. It was warm, birds were chirping, there were trees just outside the window in bloom, delightful.

And then back to it, heading home. All was well until a few miles before Bevington, when I heard tapping, and saw a pull off, and heading up a slight incline the tap turned into serious KNOCKS.

Oil was pouring out in the middle of the engine, not drips, but flowing out… poured all the oil I had in and limped to Bevington. I got there, but then water, water, everywhere, COLD water?!?!?!

From there, a tow to Subaru in Des Moines, a terminal diagnosis, and after 6 years, my dear Subaru is off to the junkyard…

OH DOES THAT SUCK. But the timing was… well… it could have been a lot worse. Suffice it to say, I got almost ZERO work done!

Out with the old… in with the new! Monday, Monday…

Here’s the real poop, check it out.

And don’t waste any time speculating, making wild declarations of what will happen (when none of us has any clue), or pronouncing sentences, or what it means to the next election cycle. We’ve got to sit and wait and watch. Get that popcorn! LOTS of it, many cases against him are coming to a head.

from Friends of Minidoka – www.minidoka.org (but that airplane is misleading, shows size, but folks could think that’s how high they fly, with turbines interfering)

Comments are due on Magic Valley’s Lava Ridge wind project adjacent to the Minidoka National Historical Site. I’d thought the due date was still April 5, and am SO relieved that it’s not until April 20! Still need to get them in so others will know what’s been done in Minnesota, increased setbacks near Jeffers Petroglyphs historic site. Despite the reprieve, it’s time to get on it, have a good start, but not enough.

Friends of Minidoka have done a good job of raising issues and awareness:

The debate begins: The Lava Ridge Wind Project would double the amount of wind energy produced in Idaho. But at what cost?

Lava Ridge Wind Project faces criticism

As always, working from home, but today home is a bit down the road, 60s-70s, gentle breeze and lots of sun. Is this beautiful or what! Well, GUSTS if serious wind, the tent poles are coming out of the snap holes AAACK!

Home sweet home
From the campsite, lots of ducks, coyotes at 4 a.m. too!
April Fools sunrise!

It was a rough trip down, I’m feeling all the years and can’t drive all night anymore. The 13.5 hours down to Liberal was a stretch. And something I’d forgotten, if I’ve not done serious driving for a while, my eye muscles hurt, too much to even read. It took two days to recover from that. Joys of oldfartdom. Couldn’t focus to read, couldn’t work even if I wanted to!

Super high winds through KS and OK were reminiscent of dustbowl days, a flap of trim under the doors almost came off, so belted it on. It is SO dry there, extreme fire danger. Another thing, very few cows, comparatively, and it doesn’t smell like it used to. Way back when, if I just couldn’t go further and I’d park the truck to snooze, truck off and windows cracked open, even if just for a few hours, it would take a week to get all the flies and the stench out.

Through Kansas and Oklahoma at night, the numbers of FAA lights visible was stunning, thousands, and I’m not exaggerating. Need to find a map of turbines, it’s so extreme, as far as the eye can see, both ways.

Anyway, Lava Ridge DEIS is out, see link below for the docs. Comments are due, and here’s a link to the primary documentation (the project developer is sending regular emails, a “what we’re really saying” and “here’s the REAL poop” sort, which I save, and will use to review what’s important to them. Here’s the DEIS on Legalectric:

Lava Ridge wind DEIS deadline now 4/20

I hear breakfast calling, gotta let everything charge up. And then back to the office:

As if it were that easy — I was inside and the wind suddenly picked up and instantly the whole tent was flapping violently and tipped at a 45+ degree angle! I jumped in the bigger room and pushed it back in place and held it for a few seconds until the wind died down. The ranger was raking the site next door, and he said it was a dust devil, usually they come from the west and don’t get this far, and he couldn’t tell where this came from. Oh, was that unnerving. Had to run around and stake everything back down again, glad I’d spent the time to add extra stakes and guy everything down yesterday! Poor Sadie is awfully nervous. That was an awfully close call!