Putzing, Putzing, Putzing…And RV Sue!
We’re back in one of my favorite places…tucked into a private boondocking spot in the zany rocks of the Alabama Hills. I’ve blogged about this area many times before and it’s a go-to stop for us everytime we drive 395. I call it our “putzing” spot ‘coz that’s mostly what we do when we’re here. The Alabama Hills is a maze of 80-200 million year old rocks, dirt roads, hundreds of “hidden” arches and all kinds of fun nooks and cranny’s to explore. It’s famous as a Western film location, plus it’s backed by majestic 14,505 feet (4,421 m) Mount Whitney. With so much stuff in one spot, why would you want to go anywhere else?
We actually came here a tad earlier than planned. On Sunday we were hit with a sudden forecast of deep freezes and very high winds. So we escaped our exposed site in the Volcanic Tablelands and made the short 60-mile trek to Lone Pine. Early Monday afternoon was eerily still, as it often is before a storm, but that night the winds started….rocking, rolling, rumbling and tearing. We could hear the gusts coming down the mountains like a ghostly freight train building and roaring until they punched the RV with shuddering force. Whooo wheeeee! Needless to say we didn’t get much sleep that night and were crawling the walls paws and all by 4am, way (way) too many hours before sunrise. We spent the rest of the day ambling around like zombies, but oh my….fresh snow on the mountains and those early colors were pretty darn gorgeous (not often this late-riser catches a sunrise I tell ya)!
But of course we’re not the only ones hanging here. I’d been following RV Sue And Her Canine Crew on their travels down 395 and finally caught up to the lovely lady a few miles down the road yesterday afternoon. She’s got her own little private spot, as RV Sue likes to do and I was met in fine style by the supersonic little wiggling butts of Spike & Bridget running down to meet me as I got out of the car. Such cuties! We passed a lovely afternoon of chatting, exchanging blog stories and generous doggie-licks, plus I picked up some excellent tips for our potential trip to Washington next year. Always a treat to catch up with Sue and we wish her the best of travels south!
And the adventures are not over yet. We have a little mini-gathering of young Haloween RVers planned for tomorrow night with potential ghoulish consequences (yet to be seen). Plus of course, we’ve got buckets of additional putzing to do….putzing in our spacious campsite, putzing on our bikes, putzing amongst the rocks…putz, putz, putz…there is no end of laid-back and inconsequential activities to keep paw & pals occupied here and it’s what we plan to do with avid concentration for the rest of the week.
P.P.S. I’m still computer-struggling w/ Paul’s stupid (sorry honey) machine and cannot for the life of me get the bleeding thing color calibrated. So, all my whites look blue, my reds looks pink, skin tones look ghostly and I have literally no idea how my pics are turning out. Hope they look ok, and if they don’t blame the machine…