Hello and good Tidings to all. June started off with a bang here in New Mexico. For them of u's who do not know this, it gets windy in Deming. Along with those winds come some sand storms like you see in Movies. Ever seen the Mummy?? That wall of sand coming at them....that was taken from a windy Deming day. NO shit. The stuff is called blow sand. And it blows in every crack and cranny around. One learns how to dust alot, or ignore it and live on. Whatever is ones own personal deal. This year has been highly unusal for the amount of dust storms. Every time we get a big dusting here, we watch the news the next morning and tornados have devistated the mid west.
Chuck decided he needed a break in the dustings, so we (in we I mean Joanne took her motor home and chuck and I took ours) went to elephant Butte State park. It is outside of T"r" C and has a big lake. It was decided that Teresa, Travis, Gary and Keith would follow on the weekend.
Our week out there just us three was fun and relaxing. I got in lots of naps. The dogs loved the water and chased sticks to there little doggie leggs were tired.
Then came Friday and in the early evening Keith and Gary show up. Keith brought his jet skis and Gary brought the tent and his canoe. So, let the story's begin.
This is the arrival of Gary and Keith. Notice that Dozer, Keiths puppy is asleep over the center of the truck.That can only mean one or two things. One, Garys driving scared the crap out of the poor little pooch and it has fainted. OR TWO, the puppy is stoned on JD. I pick the first one.
The first night Keith and Gary show up, Gary comes into the camp ground we are in. Us people with the RV's believe in comfort. We are in a regular park set up with air conditioning and we have tables with shade. A requirement when one likes comfort. Gary decided it is way to "civilized" for him. HE wants to CAMP by the water. So we show him a nice stop and he says NO. HE wants to go somewhere else. Moncelelo campground eight miles up the road. So much to my disappointment, we say goodbye and off they go. After all, this is THEIR time off work and they should be allowed to do what they want. Correct??
Joanne, Chuck and I go home, make dinner and are deciding what game to play when in walks Gary and Keith. They decided it would be more fun for the family to camp together than apart. Yeah, I am so happy now!!!
So we all go back to the original spot we had showed them and proceed to unpack. Gary gives Jo and I the job of pumping up his air mattress. So I start the foot action (easier on Jo's back cause she has back issues). No air is going in. So Jo gets on the ground of her knees and holds the hose in the hole slot so air will not escape. After awhile Jo say's "Dee, this thing is not pumping up." I replay I know cause my leg says so, Then Jo say's to me "Dee, look at this, it has not top for the hole." After careful exam by Jo and I, we have decided that Gary has lost the screw top to the air mattress, thus letting all air not settle inside the said mattress.
Gary could not find the top. (He did find it in the morning in his canoe) So poor Gary has no air mattress to lay on.
In the meantime, Gary, Chuck and Joe put the tent up. Keith is getting out his ice chest of junk food he bought. Seems these two guys forgot to eat. So we sit around eating junk food and getting eaten by some damm little bugs. The smart ones (chuck, jo and I) decide to go home. To many bugs, to much junk food and it is getting time for bed anyhow.
We are all happy, say our goodnights and come up for breakfast in the morning.
In the early, and I mean early morning here shows the guys. Look what happened during the night. Remember those wind and sand storms I told you about in Deming. Well, I guess they get there share of them here also.
During the night a hughe wind came in. It knocked the tent apart and was blowing sand around. Keith and Dozer were sleeping under the little shade canopy and that was the first to go. Gary was inside the tent. Keith decided hell with this, so he picked up his bag, dog, cigarettes and headed for the truck. These are pictures Keith took as he was in the truck.
These pictures are not in order, so I will explain and you can go back and scroll.
This is Gary stuck inside his tent trying to find his way out. The tent has rolled over and he can not find an exit zipper. Keith said he was laughing so hard tears were rolling down his cheeks. Gary was all over inside that damn dark tent, falling over himself and blankets, rolling it to and fro to find a zipper to help him to freedom. Keith said it took about 15 minutes of this fun.
This is the aftermath.
The guys ended up moving to our camp site.
The next morning, Travis and Teresa arrive. Here are the three guys getting stuff ready for something.
And now this scene. I have never been on a jet ski. GAry took it out to see how it handles. Notice how it handles. Gary and I had so so much fun. Did you know that when you go to turn the jet you have to give it gas, NOT let OFF the gas. It was a fun learning experience, even though Jo got a crink in her neck.
Here is Keith and Gary (two accidents waiting to happen!!) playing pull the toad. Gary is on a boogie board and Keith is towing him around. I think this shot was one of the few we got when Gary was actually being pulled and not drowning himself.
This is Travis and Gary. Notice Travis is standing. Hard to balance that way. Needless to say they fell down lots of time's but they were entertaining us and making the whole beach laugh at there antics.
This is Teresa and Travis at camp. I had made coffee frostie's and they were thinking they were in some tropical island. Clint, their fur child is behind them and that is Jo's mobile behind them.
Well, I guess that is the end for now. Tonight we are all going to the races and watch the cars crash and see more fireworks. Until we post again, take care.