Ryan went to Flagstaff to get the part he ordered and I spent the day exploring the show with Danny, Ben and Joey (arrived late Thursday night despite car troubles). Well at least that’s how it started. We lost Joey almost right away to business talk and somehow lost and found Ben a few times. Or maybe he lost and found us. Penny didn’t care, she spent her time sampling water dishes that were set out for dogs and pretending to get her feelings hurt at some of the big dogs.
I knew Ryan would want to see some of the stuff more in depth when he came back so I resolved to not look to close, just trying to be a goody wifey, planning ahead. Well he was just so happy to be immersed in everything when he did get to it that I got to go crash with Penny at camp anyway!
Every person we camped with added something to the mix that made our experience more positive, fun, sarcastic and laid back. This came in handy for the random things that went wrong. Or right.
A shoutout to Danny is in order; he had severe back pain and still managed to drive out there and camp for two nights. Plus he was always offering us something from a good hose down to an amazing hot dog from the food tents. I felt pretty spoiled to say the least, although I did not take every offer. Penny on the other hand was unashamedly happy to take anything offered to her.
The wind was turning into a bummer. We were used to afternoon mountain wind and wind at Sand Mountain. But this was constant started Friday afternoon continuing through Saturday and getting colder and gustier. It started to just blow around little things like trash bags or papers. That’s fine, people know better than to leave stuff out. But then it took to knocking down chairs and tables and stoves. It didn’t stop there either. It folded our neighbor’s rooftop tent into itself and sent poles flying. It took another man’s box of recycling and left just the glass bottles strewn about all over his camp. It prevented children from opening and closing porta potty doors. This is all a bit sadly comical by itself but it was just getting colder and Friday night we realized that we had not reattached our trailer to the landruiser and we were not just getting a constant flapping but were also rocking forward and backwards with every gust. This, mixed with camping food, made some pretty sick campers. Live and learn!
A slight catastrophe due to the wind.
A positive about Friday is that another FJ40 owner camped behind us and we got to talk to him. Another New Mexico arrival.