Monthly Archives: May 2014

Lazy Sunday

Yesterday was a lazy day. Donna went for a hike in the morning and climbed up a mountain towards Elden Lookout. She found another greater short horned lizard on the way up. She had a great view from up there. She posted pictures from her hike on Facebook, but I don’t have them to add to this post.

After lunch she took the car and went shopping. She bought clothing and a new suitcase. She also bought another external hard drive. I spent most of the day kicking back and reading books. I finished an Elmore Leonard novel and started reading Code Talker. I can already see that this tale is a winner. It’s a memoir of Chester Nez, one of the original World War II Navajo code talkers.

Last night, I connected the new hard drive to the Dish 211z HD receiver. It wouldn’t format. I had an error message telling me to call customer service. When I called, I found that I had to pay $40 for Dish to activate DVR functionality. Grrrr. They didn’t say that when I bought the service. Hopefully the Moto GP race recorded overnight and I can watch it today.

Last night, Donna prepared boneless chicken thighs with a dry rub. I grilled the chicken and basted them with a maple-chipotle barbeque sauce that Donna made. Delicious.

Grilled chicken with maple-chipotle barbeque sauce

Grilled chicken with maple-chipotle barbeque sauce

I was up early this morning. I drove Donna to the airport at 5:45 AM. She’s flying to New York City to do a satellite media tour at a TV studio there. She’ll be back tomorrow night.

Happy Cinco de Mayo! May 5th is also our anniversary. I don’t have any trouble remembering when our anniversary is. We usually toast our anniversary with a margarita. That will have to wait until Wednesday this year.

Grand Canyon Day Trip

Yesterday, we drove the rental car to the Grand Canyon National Park. We left the RV park around 10am and drove north on US89 to the little town called Cameron. We wanted to make a stop there to poke around in the Cameron Trading Post and also have an early lunch.

Cameron Trading Post

Cameron Trading Post

Donna bought a few items, including the book Code Talker for me. This book is a memoir of Chester Nez, the only living member of the Navajo code talkers of World War II. We went to the restaurant to have Navajo tacos. Navajo tacos are made with Indian fry bread. When we saw how large the portion was, we decided to split an order. The fry bread was the size of a large dinner plate – half was more than enough.

Navajo taco

Navajo taco

The fresh fry bread was light and crispy. I heartily recommend trying this dish, but you better be hungry!

From Cameron we turned back south and drove a mile to the junction of AZ64, where we turned west. This road takes you through the western end of the Navajo reservation to the east entrance of the Grand Canyon National Park. Several miles up the road, there’s a sign for a scenic overlook of the Little Colorado River Gorge. It’s on tribal land and the overlook is operated by the tribe. They ask for a donation at the entrance. We pulled in to take a look.

Little Colorado gorge

Little Colorado River Gorge

The view is nice, but it wasn’t worth the stop. The views in the national park blow it away.

Most people enter the Grand Canyon National Park from the south entrance on US180. This is the entrance closest to the village with hotels and restaurants. From there, most tourists never get to the east end of the park. When we entered at the east entrance, there was only one car in front of us. We used our annual National Parks and Recreation pass and didn’t have the pay the $25 per vehicle entrance fee. This pass was a parting gift from my colleagues when I retired. It expires next month. We’re planning to buy another one. It’s well worth the $80 cost.

Our first stop was at the Desert View Watch Tower. I’ve always come into the park from the south entrance and had never seen the tower before.

Desert View Watch Tower

Desert View Watch Tower

The tower was built in 1932. It wasn’t a replica of anything that existed earlier. It was an original design that was made in the manner of traditional construction found in the area. The tower is a few hundred yards from the parking lot. There are other buildings along the paved path to the tower, including a store, restaurant and public restrooms. The restrooms were modern and clean.

Behind the tower, the view was nothing short of spectacular.

View to the northeast from the tower

View to the northeast from the tower

View to the northwest from the tower

View to the northwest from the tower

We went inside the tower and climbed a steep staircase to the second floor. We walked out on an observation deck there. The view was great, but there were tiny black flying insects that were annoying us. We decided to move on.

Our next stop was less than two miles up the road. We stopped at Navajo Point, then Lipan Point and enjoyed more spectacular views of the Grand Canyon and Colorado River below.

You can see a portion of the Colorado River from Lipan Point

You can see a portion of the Colorado River from Lipan Point

Another view from Lipan Point

Another view from Lipan Point

We continued on along the East Rim Road (AZ64) through the park, stopping at most of the view points. The temperature was in the upper 70s and the air was very dry. We were 7,200 feet above sea level. We could feel the altitude as we walked around the view points. It was easy to run out of breath!

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We saw a man painting the landscape in oil on canvas at one view point.

Painter

Landscape artist

Donna found a level rock near the edge and struck a yoga pose.

Donna posing

Donna in tree pose

The little black insects were everywhere. We must have timed our visit to coincide with a large hatch. They seemed to be attracted to white. We saw white cars in the parking lots covered with the insects. They continued to annoy us and several would find their way into our car every time we opened the doors.

After awhile, the stunning views become mind numbing. It reminded me of the time we visited the giant redwoods. At first, the ancient old trees caused us to stop and stare in wonder. But after awhile, we just said, “Hey, there’s another big one” and moved on.

After we stopped at Grandview Point, we decided we had seen enough and drove on to the junction of US180 near the village and left the park.

Grandview

Grandview

Spectacular!

Spectacular!

US180 took us over an 8,000′ pass near the Snow Bowl ski area. When we made it into Flagstaff, around 4pm, a stop at the Beaver Street Brewery was in order. I enjoyed their stout while Donna had the del Sol – a Mexican style lager.

When we returned to the RV park, we found that several of the sites had emptied during the day and a few newcomers arrived. We were still feeling full from the Navajo tacos and didn’t have much of an appetite. Later, Donna made a light meal – cumin spiced tilapia and Spanish rice.

This morning, we awoke to unexpected gusty winds. The weather guessers are calling forĀ  high of 72 today. A cold front is forecast to hit the area on Wednesday.

Drip, Drip, Drip

Yesterday, while I was writing my blog post in the morning, Donna got ready to head out. She scheduled a taxi pick-up at 9:30am. The taxi took her to the Hertz rental car agency a few miles from here. From there, she drove to downtown Flagstaff for a hair appointment.

Our Moen single handle faucet for the bathroom sink has been troublesome lately. The problem started when we were at the North Ranch RV park in Congress. We had to pull the handle to the off position very carefully or it would drip. Sometimes we had to move the handle to different positions before the dripping stopped. I hadn’t done anything about it because we hadn’t been near a hardware store. I was pretty sure if I started taking the faucet apart, I would need to have parts available.

While Donna was getting ready to go out, she couldn’t get the faucet to turn off. It wasn’t just dripping. The water was running out of the faucet. I played around with the handle, but couldn’t get it to stop. I went outside and shut off our water supply. It was time to do something about the faucet.

I’m not much of a plumber and I’ve never disassembled a Moen single handle faucet. It was like peeling an onion. You work your way through the layers. I started by removing the handle. Then I saw a snap ring that held a trim piece in place. After that, I removed a plastic housing. Then I was at the heart of the matter. I could see the shut-off valve. I turned on our water pump to supply water from the fresh water tank. By manually moving the valve, I turned the faucet on and off. There were hard water deposits and some rust on most of the parts. I couldn’t figure out how to remove the actual valve. I cleaned all of the parts and put it back together. No good. It still wouldn’t shut off.

Our Moen single handle bathroom faucet

Our Moen single handle bathroom faucet

I disassembled everything again. This time I knew I had to remove the valve. I used a mirror and could see what looked like a set screw holding it in place on the back side. I couldn’t get a screwdriver on it. I finally went online and found instructions for disassembling a Moen single handle faucet. What I thought was a set screw was actually the top of a “U” shaped clip. I pried the clip out and voila! I pulled the valve cartridge out.

Old cartridge

Old cartridge

I compared the cartridge to parts I found online. It was a #1225 Moen cartridge. I searched for hardware stores online and found an Ace hardware near the downtown district. When Donna returned, I took the rental car and headed into town. As I drove down Route 66 past the big shopping mall at East Marketplace Drive, I saw a sign for Home Depot. I stopped there and found the part I needed.

New cartridge

New cartridge

I told Donna when I put it back together that I had a 50/50 chance of having the cartridge oriented correctly so the hot water would be on the left. Of course, it was wrong. I partially disassembled it again and spun the cartridge 180 degrees. Now it’s perfect!

While I was working on the faucet, Donna went hiking. There are a series of hiking/mountain biking trails on the west side of US89 near our location. On her hike, she found an unusual lizard blending into some rocks. It was a greater short horned lizard. It’s one of the few lizards that tolerate cold weather. It can be found at elevations as high as 11,000 feet!

Greater short horned lizard Donna encountered

Greater short horned lizard Donna encountered

When we arrived here at J & H RV Park on May 1st, it was their opening day. There were only two other rigs in the park. Yesterday, the park filled up. It’s still very quiet here. They delivered a picnic table to our site and had another dumpster delivered for trash disposal. Someone running the place certainly has a sense of humor. There are a few corny signs in the park.

Sign next to the trash dumpster

Sign next to the trash dumpster

There’s a mural painted on the exterior wall of the office depicting points of interest.

Mural of points of interest

Mural of points of interest

We drove into town around 4:30pm and went to the Beaver Street Brewery. This brew house and restaurant was recommended by our friend, Peter Swingle. I sampled a few of their brews – an IPA, an amber and a pale ale. They were all quite good. We also ordered two 10″ pizzas at the bar. We had the three sausage pizza and the pepperoni pizzazz. Their thin crust pizza was great.

We chatted with another couple at the bar. They were from Seattle and had been hiking and camping in Utah. They were a little older than us, but obviously fit and hardy. Their style of dry camping is to hike in with everything they needed on their backs to camp for a few days. They told us of a few interesting places we should check out in Utah.

We stopped at the Cost Plus World Market on the way home. I bought a few bottles of interesting beers and Donna found some snacks for us. We watched the season one final episode of The Americans last night.

Today, we plan to make the 90-mile drive to the Grand Canyon National Park. We’ll hike and have a look around. I’ve been there several times. I wrote about the time I hiked to the river at the bottom and camped overnight with my friend, Jim Birditt in this post.

Yesterday’s weather was near perfect – 70 degrees, clear skies and light wind. Today we’ll have more of the same with the thermometer hitting 75. A perfect day to go sightseeing.

May Day

Wow, yesterday was May 1st. We’re already a third of the way through 2014! Where does the time go? It’s been more than nine months since we left our sticks-and-bricks home behind us.

We pulled out of Distant Drums RV Park at 9:50am yesterday. We went around the roundabout on Middle Verde Road and entered the I-17 onramp. We were on our way north to Flagstaff. When we entered the interstate, our elevation was 4,000 feet above sea level. The highway climbs quickly. I was maintaining 55 – 60 mph without working the Cummins diesel too hard.

The trick is to maintain your momentum and to downshift on the steeper grades. I manually downshift the transmission to run the engine near its peak horsepower at 1900 – 2000 rpm. This is easier on the motor than lugging uphill. It also spins the water pump, moving coolant through the engine quickly and keeping the engine temperatures from climbing. There were heavily loaded tractor-trailer rigs laboring their way along at 35 – 40 mph. I tried to time my approach to them by watching traffic in the passing lane, then swinging over to that lane around the slow trucks without dropping my speed. Once you slow down to match the speed of the slow truck, you probably won’t be able to accelerate past it until you crest the grade.

At one point, on a steep climb, a car was merging into our lane from the onramp. He was oblivious and about to enter the freeway in front of us at 45 mph. I held my speed and laid on the air horns. That woke him up. He accelerated ahead.

After 20 miles or so, we were at an elevation of 6,000 feet. The terrain was completely different as we drove through heavily wooded pine forest. Arizona is not all desert. The northern third of the state is high mountain forest. We were no longer in the desert. As we came around a bend in the road, we were facing the San Francisco Peaks. The San Francisco Peaks are a mountain range north of Flagstaff. The highest point in Arizona, Humphreys Peak at 12,633 feet, is in this range.

Snowy peak

Snowy peak

We turned east on I-40 and drove about six miles to US89. We followed US89 to our present location, the J & H RV Park. It’s a quiet little park with 51 sites. We’re in a roomy pull-through site and didn’t have to drop the trailer. The elevation here is 7,000 feet above sea level. We have mountain views around us. After we settled in, Donna and I walked a couple hundred yards down the highway to Subway for lunch.

Last night Donna made shrimp with zucchini and tomatoes over spaghetti noodles.

Shrimp with zucchini and tomatoes

Shrimp with zucchini and tomatoes

The overnight low temperature was forecast to be in the low 30s. Before we went to bed, I turned on the furnace and set the thermostat at 53 degrees. This is the first time we’ve used the propane furnace. The heat pumps aren’t very effective once the temperature drops below the high 30s.

Today, Donna is taking a taxi to the Hertz rental car office. They will reimburse her up to $15 for the taxi cost. She’s renting a car while we’re here in Flagstaff. We’ll have a car to go sightseeing and I can drive her to the airport on Monday. She’s flying to New York City on Monday for a satellite media tour. This morning, after she picks up the car, she’s going into town for a haircut.

We’ll probably head downtown later today. Flagstaff is a college town and there are some cool places to eat and sample local beer.