Mesa

A fun surprise yesterday. Forty miles outside Mesa, Arizona, US Highway 60 just before the town of Superior on the most narrow remote section of trail in Boyce Thompson Arboretum State Park, we meet our favorite family physician (and competitive racquetball player) from Louisville, Colorado: Doctor Becky and family, here on vacation to visit her sister. What a coincidence. Guess we’d better behave like people know us wherever we go. Never know when someone actually will.

We really like the grill they have here, a big permanent one with natural gas piped right to it. No bottles to refill. Variable flame, nice distance from the heat source, it cooks steaks fast, but can be turned down slow for chicken. Doesn’t flare up like a portable gas grill. We grilled dinner every night. I’m spoiled. Now I want one like that with us all the time.

Progress on the coach repair. The insurance adjustor showed up this morning, examined the repair estimate, surveyed the damage, and wrote us a check. Now we’re free until Monday the 11^th when the repair work actually gets done. Tomorrow…. points south.