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Exploring My New “Home”, Imperial Dam LTVA, Part Four: A Sheep in Wolves’ Clothing

Vicious Beast
This vicious beast, in reality, is really cute little dog that suffers from an overbite. The  the light in his eyes is making him squint as they reflect the color of the sandy hillside behind me giving him, along with the overbite, a rather menacing appearance. Other than belonging to someone here at Imperial Dam LTVA this pooch has nothing to do with this story but made for a good lead in, I thought.

As I was first exploring my new neighborhood I walked by a neighbor’s RV and this very long legged, snow-dog like looking creature appeared from behind the vehicle, barking, leaping in the air, tugging on her chain, running back and forth, her eyes fixed intently upon me. I knew I’d be a goner if the creature somehow got loose. READ MORE…

Exploring My New Home, Imperial Dam LTVA, Part Three: Hey Handsome!

Little Burro
This Little Burro is just so cute. Don’t you think ? He’s wild but he  lives here too.

Wow.  It’s hard to believe that a week has passed since my last post, but it has. You should know that as I write this post Sunday morning at 9 A.M. it is already beginning to feel a little bit hot. When I first came outside my RV this morning to sit in the sun, a cup of very sweet, fresh French-press-brewed French Roast in hand, I was wearing shorts and a T-shirt… and it was warm and delightful outside… AND IT IS FEBRUARY!!! READ MORE…


Exploring My New Home, Imperial Dam LTVA, Part Two: Music at the Ramada

Music at the Ramada
Sundays at 1:30 P.M. is music time at the Ramada at Imperial Dam LTVA. Grab your chair and head on down. Bring your instrument if you care to.

Sundays here at the Imperial Dam LTVA is music day at the ramada. That’s what they call the open sided shelter just ’round the bend from South Mesa and up the road from The Gravel Pit, two of the camping areas here.

Festivities start at 1:30 P.M. I arrived a little late and things were already in full swing… perhaps I should say full country because mostly that’s what was played and country don’t swing. Not that I have anything against country music, mind you. I don’t. I have quite a bit of it in my music library and I enjoy listening to it. I like the stories that are told. It’s not frenetic and you can hear the words unlike so much rock and pop. The  musicianship on some of it is second to none and I love listening to the twang of the Fender Telecaster guitar and the melodic glissandos of the pedal steel guitar, sometimes called Hawaiian guitar. On long drives out in the middle of nowhere I’ve been known to put on some country music, sing along and cry while drivin’ down that long lonesome road. READ MORE….