Columbus--Day 2

Columbus, New Mexico
Pancho Villa State Park
Site #32

It's always nice to meet up with people you know and find out what they've been doing since you last saw them.  One of the beauties of RVing.

It was nice to see Don and Betty again.  It seemed like we were close this summer, but not that close that we saw them.  

This morning was another perfect day.  No wind, no rain, no clouds, just perfect temperatures.  And what better thing to wake up to than breakfast.  I guess the only thing that would have made it better, was to serve us in bed.  They did the next best thing.  Naturally, Bruce Ratcliff was manning the pot of boiling water.  Eggs in a bag--the perfect breakfast for a group.  Now if you aren't into RVing, here's what you do.  You put your name on a zip lock bag, add a couple of eggs, and anything else you can think of.  Bacon, sausage, mushrooms, peppers, onions, tomatoes or whatever you can think of.  Drop your sealed bag into boiling water and 4 to 5 minutes later, you have breakfast in a bag.  

When we registered we picked a number and signed the corresponding number with your name on a game sheet.  This way no one picked partners.  

We played washers first.  Now I know everyone that knows me, knows I'm not coordinated or athletic in any way. Believe it or not, I made it to the finals.  Sharon and I were trying to break a tie.  They finally asked if we wanted to change the rules.  We kept playing sudden death.  Finally, Jean said, whoever is the first to land on the box is the winner.   Sharon finally landed on the box.  I was never so glad to lose.  I thought we'd be still playing after dark. 

Mike tried giving me pointers, but I guess it didn't help.

Horse shoes were next and the women and one man got a five foot advantage.  Ann showed them how to pitch.  Once again, they decided to change the rules, so we wouldn't be still playing at happy hour.  Everyone really enjoyed themselves, whether they were playing or doing the cheering.

Bill and I really enjoy this group.  There are 11 rigs here and it's the perfect size.  Everyone gets to know one another. 

All of a sudden Betty jumped up and said she heard some sandhill cranes.  She spotted a bunch and pointed them out to everyone.

 Before we knew it, it was time for Happy Hour.  What a feast we had. 

Bill and I skipped the campfire and called it an evening.

All in all, it was another great day.  

Turtle Safely......