Last night the clouds got thicker and more menacing before opening up and engaging in some downpour fun. For a while, the sound in the trailer was not unlike having your head inside a snare drum during a rock concert but the rain finally quit and the clouds started to break up around dawn.
Things were pretty dull today. We hobnobbed with our neighbors, Lois and Fred, since we caught them outside their motor home with their gorgeous puppy, Tanner. We did our laundry. We walked over to the RV park office and found it was closed before we got in today and won’t be open at all tomorrow. We watched Star Wars, thanks to a fistful of thumb drives with pirated old movies. We loafed. It was great.
At 5:00 PM, we took a big tray of cornbread, a dish of honey-butter and a big vat of barbecued beans over to what we believed was the clubhouse in order to participate in the Quail Ridge RV Resort’s New Year’s Eve potluck dinner. We don’t usually participate in RV park events but we decided to give it a try this time.
We arrived a couple minutes before 5:00 and were quite surprised to find we were the first suckers on site. Just after 5:00, Peggy and I were sitting at a big, round table munching cornbread and bbq beans, all by ourselves. I tried to turn on the wide screen TV but was unsuccessful. After a bit, I noticed an ad for some homeless pastor that comes to the park on Sundays to tend to the spiritual needs of a few devout folks and he holds his plate-passing rituals in something called the Back Clubhouse. We were only slightly aware of there being a back anything in this RV park.
Soon, we were loading our contributions into our truck and we went exploring. There is a big back something to this park and one thing in that something was a larger clubhouse, filled with elderly people, like us, gorging themselves on a variety of tasty foods. We took our stuff out for the second time, set it among the other food selections and sat down with some very nice folks from Montana named Bob and Carol. They seemed much happier with the chilly weather here than the 30 below back home.
The weather looked ominous all day. Some scattered clouds but mostly overcast. Later in the day, it looked like Sauron was shading an advancing army of Orcs coming from the west. I suspect we may be in for a real storm. Weirdly, the nighttime temperature here (4100′ elevation) is not as cold as it was down in Catalina (el.=3100′).