When I checked in at the office last night, there was no question in my mind we needed a day off. We'd been putting in a lot of driving hours -- much more than we like to travel in a day. We'd had a pretty close call last night as well, which didn't help. A motorhome towing a red car passed us and then whipped back into the right lane without allowing enough time for its toad to clear us. The red car came within a foot of whacking into us. Something like that can really get the adrenalin flowing!
When we pulled into Blake's RV Ranch to register, that same rig was parked in the registration line by the office. When I went into the office, the driver, an older woman, was registering. I asked her about her rig and said that she'd almost hit us. She was very apologetic, saying she was really tired and realized that she hadn't left enough room. Sounded like she hadn't had the rig very long. We both agreed it had been a long day and it was time for rest.
Forry has gotten so used to getting up early he couldn't even sleep in this morning. He saw a nice buck walking across the hillside through our front windshield in the early morning light. A little later we both saw a large mule deer doe come through the trees and bed down under one of the bushes over on the hill.
It was a warm day in the mid-seventies with a nice breeze. I washed a couple of loads of clothes which dried nicely with the windows and door open. I had picked up a parsnip, a rutabaga, a turnip and some small onions when I last bought groceries, so took a package of round steak out of the freezer and made some stew this afternoon.
We've been watching the second round of the Professional Bull Riders World Finals from Las Vegas this evening. We saw one bull toss a rider over eight feet in the air. Nothing like watching the best of the best. Sure would be fun to be there in person...
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