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Ahhhh, the good old days when I arrived at Box Wash about two weeks ago. It was warm, the skies were blue and cloudless, and the humidity was .001%. Little did I know then what was heading my way.
Mostly cloudy today, but still enough sunshine to keep my batteries charged up and me living a normal life.
My post office tracking number tells me my etrailer package should be here tomorrow, so now I have to keep my fingers crossed that I ordered the right size dust cover, or I will have to make a decision, and y'all know how I hate making decisions, of whether or not I should stick around Wickenburg to straighten the problem out or mosey over to some other town that has a post office that takes general delivery and reorder my dust caps from there.
Of course, if I did that, it would mean towing the Arctic Fox around with a piece of tinfoil held on by rubber bands keeping dust, dirt, and small critters, out of my wheel bearings.
Tomorrow is supposed to be a nice sunny day, so I think I will head into town to watch some of the team roping at the various arenas and run a few errands. I've got a propane tank that needs filling, a package to pick up at the post office, some trash that needs disposing of, and a few groceries that I should buy.
Normally I wouldn't let that many of my responsibilities pile up, but even though the weather is better it's still kind of rainy and I don't feel like doing anything until the sun comes out.
As soon as I got settled into Box Wash, a front came through changing everything including my mood, and seemingly lasting forever. This picture reflects the mood I was in about four days later.
Reminding me more of the Pacific Northwest than Arizona, my trusty solar panels and seemly bottomless battery bank got me through these troubled times more comfortably than I expected.
I thought I would put a close up of the red things on the team roping flaggers stirrups, and maybe someone well-versed in equine accoutrements could offer a suggestion as to what they are. I looked up images for team roping flaggers on the Internet, and no other flaggers had these things on their stirrups so they have nothing to do with team roping rules, it might just be a personal thing, I just can't imagine what purpose they serve.