Tuesday
This is a good rhythm. Every day Judy drives me to work; about five miles.
Some days we pass a car going the other way on the road. If we do, they
wave. Every time. Every day she comes to get me and we go home for lunch.
I go for a run while she prepares the food. Once a week, Judy goes to work
with me for half a day and does the test work. When Judy goes to work,
Annie goes too.
My daily run here is challenging. We're at high altitude, and my route
includes a serious hill. It's not exactly the Leadville 100...... But if I
did it 100 times in a row it would be.
The motorhome is oriented north/south. We can see the Big Dipper in the
dark every night, pointing to Polaris. Every night the moon shines in our
eyes through the bedroom windows.
Drove to South Fork, twenty miles away, and found a cell phone signal so we
could talk to the kids and send/receive some email. Parked in the little
highway rest stop, standing at the back of the jeep, computer plugged into
the outlet in the back, cell phone connected. It works. Except for the
minor rain delay, while I waited inside.
Drove back into the glaring sun, top open to admire the view straight up.
This drive, along the headwaters of the Rio Grande, through the canyon, the
open valley at the top; the old mining town of Creede six block long and
three blocks wide; the dramatic sheer canyon entrance immediately behind the
town with the old mining ruins strewn about. Of all the beautiful places
we've ever been, this is the most intensely beautiful place we've ever been.
Overload.
Got the assets finished and half way through the income accounts.
