Monday, September 27, 2004

Buckhorn Lake RV Resort .... Day 1 ... Settling in ...

The grand entrance.

The earlybirds. My satellite is on the far right, second coach in.

The earlybirds gathered last night for a potluck supper, yum. Somebody had chicken and pork fajitas brought in and the gang furnished all the side dishes. I scrounged up an organic watermelon which blended in just swell. First I met the co-chair people.

Here's Charlene and George Campbell. They live in Charleston, So. Carolina and winter in San Diego. They drive from coast to coast and back at least once a year. This year it will be twice, egads. Click on their name above to see their website and their fabulous organ grinders.

And here's Sheryl and John Prather. They call this place "home"
and do workamping while here.

George, while checking out my camera, took a shot at me.
My flash does not go off when it is getting dark, and so my
pictures are darker than I'd like. And, no, that option is not
on my camera, the one where I can override with flash. The
things you eventually learn about your camera.

I had my hair cut the day before leaving. Oh, well.

The windmill is a centerpiece of the park and is located in
front of ...

... the Red Barn, where all of our activities will take place once
we get going on Thursday morning.

I went to downtown Kerrville, [population 20,000] 7 miles. Nice town. Spotted a nail place and stopped in for a pedicure. Found Curves, only they were closed for their afternoon nap. Drove around to get oriented, found IHOP, had a sandwich and came home. San Antonio is one hour away by freeway, the same distance that I am from Albuquerque, hmm-m-m.

My refrigerator (2nd one, 11 months old) seemed ill and so had the mobile RV doctor out, who
said, "Yep," and ordered parts and said he would be back some time this week. This one is still under warranty, so we shall see what happens next.

Mt. St. Helens is making rumbles and the candidates are preparing for their presidential debate number one.

A nice thought for the day:

"The choice between love and fear is made every moment in our hearts and minds. That is where the peace process begins. Without peace within, peace in the world is an empty wish. Like love, peace is extended. It cannot be brought from the world to the heart. It must be brought from each heart to another, and thus to all mankind. " --Paul Ferrini


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