Today I took apart our water system and removed some trailer stabilizers in preparation for our departure from Morgan Hill tomorrow. Tomorrow we will be going to Calistoga up in California’s wine country or whine country. We have found if we get out early and complete our day’s drive before about 1:00 PM, we may get better camping spot in the destination park. We will see if that works out tomorrow.
We did have time for Peggy to go to a Columbia sportswear store where she perused the selections before leaving empty-handed. It was strange. We also had time to pick up some food to go from a place called A.J.’s in Gilroy. We took the food to Redwood Retreat Road to again see if we could spot some wild turkeys. We were rewarded with getting to scope out two herds (flocks?, bevies?, murders?) of turkeys and again the males were putting on very impressive mating displays that seemed to be ignored by all.
We got back in time to spot a dog-walking miscreant cutting through our neighbor’s campsite where the miscreant stopped long enough to let her dog pinch a loaf. She had just started to wander off when a she heard a voice say, “Hey! Pick up that shit!” In an RV park it is quite difficult to pinpoint the origin of sounds so the woman looked around, unable to find the source of the command. She must have thought it was her conscience. She backtracked to the locale of the fresh dog poop, studying the area for clues. She spent about five minutes looking for the apparently well-camouflaged crap. She finally wandered away with a plastic something in her hand. I feel great about getting her to do the right thing.