My memory is shot, but that’s OK sometimes
My memory is shot, but that’s OK sometimes
First, an update. Al took Silver to the Dodge dealership Monday morning. They tested it, decided we needed a new DEF injector, and to have the DEF system flushed. Thankfully they had the part. I had stayed at the RV with the dogs, so he just wandered around for a few hours till the truck was done. As soon as it was done, we hooked up and got the hell out of Butte. Without a doubt, that was one of the scariest, yuckiest, RV parks we have ever had to stay at. Al came back and said the Walmart parking lot would have been a better option, that’s saying something. We clearly had no choice this time, but we were sure glad we got to leave.
Silver, free and well again.
I had looked on Freecampsites.net a few days earlier to see what boondocking options we had between Butte, which will forever be Butt to me, and Bozeman, MT. There is really only one place, about 10 miles out of town. Too close really, but that’s all we had. We found a pretty good spot, and settled in.
Tuesday morning we decided that maybe we should go to Bozeman on Wednesday, instead of Thursday so we could have a whole day before the art show to look around the town. There are a lot of art galleries there, and we want to just check it all out. So Al called the RV park in Bozeman to see if we could come in a day early. The guy at the RV park said we weren’t supposed to be there until NEXT Thursday. A look at the calendar, and yep, we were a whole week ahead of ourselves.
Nothing like having a wonderful memory huh?! The good thing is we can boondock for another week. We’ve had some nice thunderstorms that have kept the weather cool, and there are lots of 4 wheeler trails to hike on.
Yesterday we did a short, uphill hike to a pretty cool area. Lots of granite here, so lots of neat granite formations. The dogs were pretty happy to be on a nice hike again too.
Torrey pretending to be a mountain lion.
A buzzard had to come check us out too.
“You have snacks, we like snacks.”
Thankfully my bad memory had us a week ahead, and not a week behind. Missing the art show would not have been good.
I’m at the point where if I don’t make a note to remind myself, quickly, I can’t remember what I was making a note about.
(And if someone told me I needed a DEF I would think they were making something up….)
We try to double check with each other, but often times we are both forgetful.
DANG, sounds like a western here! GET OUT OF BUTTE, like, Get out of DODGE! Goodness, you must run into some interesting situations on your travels, Mary. But the dogs look happy now, (love, love that photo of the two of them looking up) and you are OFF to another adventure. May it be a safe and happy one! And…..ya got your wheels back. SADDLE UP, LET’S GO!
The story gets better, or worse, depending on the view. More on that later though.
There’s nothing worse than staying in a bad campground. When I used to go hiking/camping (tent camping, no campers or RVs) – PRE internet days, so there was really no way to know if a campground was good or not – 99 percent of the time the places were great. But that one time we actually broke camp and left (after a full setup) within an hour of getting there because this beautiful, stream-side wilderness seemed to attract rowdy types for some odd reason, one batch of which was just a matter of yards away from us. It was scary and nasty, and there we were looking for another place to go at dusk. We ended up finding a place after dark and setting up camp by headlight. It was an adventure, though, especially waking up in a place where we had no idea what the surroundings would be! Ahh, good times. :D
A bad campground, makes for a horrid experience. We try our best to avoid campgrounds. This story takes a turn for the worse though, more coming later on that.
I’m glad that you didn’t miss the art show! My memory is pretty shot too so you’re not alone!
Better to be a week early, than a week late!
We had friends show up at our house a week early for a dinner party once. Oops! Good thing the house was clean! :) Anyway, at least you’re not alone. At least you were early and not late!
Love the “snacks” pic!
My memory gets worse every day Mary! I can certainly relate. It does look like a nice place to boondock!
Yes, far better to be ahead than behind! My memory is going too, so I can totally relate!
I used to have a memory like a steel trap, now I can barely remember what I ate for dinner the night before. I think in general, the world and our lives are busier and that fills up our brains. That’s my theory and I’m sticking to it. :-)