why am I writing this post while I'm eating breakfast?

Don't forget to click the pic.

Last nights sunset. it wasn't all that great but its the first time I've seen any clouds in a while.

I'm actually writing this about 9:30 this morning because I just found out what's going on with all the horses running around the Fairgrounds this weekend. It seems that they're having barrel races this holiday weekend and that explains why there's a lot of horse trailers and cowgirls at the Fairgrounds.

All that was great news for me because I love to take pictures of horses doing things.... As long as they're not doing those things to me. I figured I will be over at the arena watching the events and taking pictures for most of the day and I might not have time to write my blog so I decided to hastily scribble a few words before I walk over to the arena.

And speaking of the arena, just my luck It looks like there holding the event at my least favorite arena, it's the indoor outdoor arena that's actually outdoors with a cover over it. Some of you may remember me complaining long and loud in the past about the difficulty of taking pictures in this arena because it's really dark down low where the horses are and really bright up higher where the rider is so the pictures are either too dark or too light and most are unusable. Oh well, I guess they're not holding this event for my personal amusement so I'll have to deal with it as best I can.

Yesterday afternoon and well into the night there was a Stock Car race over at the Tucson Speedway which is maybe a mile from where I'm camped. It's close enough that part of the nature trail that I walk on comes within rock-throwing distance of the stadium. That sounds pretty far away in less you've heard a dozen stock-cars starting up at the same time, it's absolutely earsplitting. The race and its various heats started around dinnertime and finally stopped about 10 o'clock, which is often when I go to bed so it worked out about right. I would've gone over and watched but like everything else now days they weren't allowing spectators, only the racers and their pit crews.

Next week looks like it's going to go full desert mode around here and their forecasting over 100° temperatures probably till the end of the month. I'm sure glad I'm plugged in because those kind of temperatures are hard to take without air conditioning even for a grizzled old desert boondocker like myself.

                        theboondork

Some of the competitors waiting for their turn to ride.

Warming up in the pen.

Strolling around the campground,

What's with this strange human that looks like a homeless bum? And why is he walking into my barrel racing world? Good grief, he's pointing a camera at me and the idiots holding it upside down. He looks very familiar.... he kind of resembles the kid that used to clean my stall back in Miami, I remember thinking at the time this kid Isn't qualified for a job even this menial, but its probably the best job he will ever have.... And by the looks of him it appears I was right.