HOT ON THE TRAIL

TRACKING

A REALLY BIG DOG?

Our campground has a really neat trail. We race through it on the track of squirrels dragging Mom and Dad behind. Something smelled suspicious when Mom and Dad came back today. Not sure what it was, but I think it was something bigger than Quinn and me.

JESUS WEPT

THE OKLAHOMA CITY NATIONAL MEMORIAL

JESUS WEPT STATUE

We arrived in Oklahoma City. Mom and Dad went out and came back very quiet and sad. They went to the Oklahoma City National Memorial of the 1995 bombing of the Federal Building. I heard her say it caused over 200 children to lose a parent and 30 to lose both. Quinn and I would be lost if we lost ours.

DON'T MESS WITH TEXAS

TUMBLING TUMBLEWEED

A CROP OF CADILLACS

THE TEASER

We were back in Texas again, Yee Hah!...this time in Amarillo, home of the 72 oz. steak, yours "Free" if you can eat it in a hour…I think Quinn and I could handle that. Our trip through the desert plains from Albuquerque was short and windy and that kept the tumbleweed tumbling. Quinn thinks with so much sagebrush blowin’ around, the place should smell like turkey? Get it…sage, turkey…always the comedian. Anyway, we slept most of the way over but woke up in time to see 10 wildly painted Cadillacs, sticking up out of nowhere. I heard Mom say it was the Cadillac Ranch…a ranch that grows cars? Oh well, whatever. Our time at the campground was exciting to say the least. You can imagine the commotion when Quinn and I looked out the motorhome window….there he was, a big old cat of all things….in a cage no less, just sitting there taunting us for three whole days. Of course Quinn went crazy and barked up a storm until Dad finally had to pull down the shade. It made for a noisy stay.

ASTRO ANGEL

We got word today that our cousin Astro has gone to heaven. He was a spunky Jack Russel Terrier that had a good life with a loving family. Despite being profoundly deaf he had is own way of communicating. We will miss him.

HERE COMES PETER COTTONTAIL...

WE KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE!

Pic by Gary M. Stolz

CATCH ME IF YOU CAN!

We left Williams early to beat the snow. It chased us all the way down the Interstate, but Dad managed to out run it. So, here we are in Albuquerque, NM our next stop on historic Rt. 66. This is the Hot Air Balloon Capital of the world. We are a little early for the October Balloon fest, but Mom and Dad got their fix flying in a gondola to the top of Sandia Peak…some 10,000 ft. up. Not me, I like to keep my feet planted on the ground. We will be here through Easter, so Quinn and I are concentrating on catchin’ us an Easter Bunny. There are a lot of them in this park hiding in the bushes and the daily chase makes our day.

THE WIND, THE HOLE & "COOKIE" BURNS

We rocked our way to Williams, AZ with Dad fighting 56 mph winds most of the way. I was hoping Quinn wouldn’t get sick. Luckily he made it. During our stay, Mom and Dad took the train to visit some hole in the ground called the Grand Canyon and explore Old Rt. 66. Meanwhile, Quinn and I had to dry camp in the noisy kennel. Oh well, you have to be flexible on the road I guess, but we were glad to get home and be "Roughing it Smoothly" in our comfy RV seat. Oh, and who is “Cookie” Burns anyway?

WE'RE IN VEGAS BABY!

Our travel across the Mojave Desert was interesting. Quinn was so excited when he saw the water, (see above) but it was only a mirage. The lights of the city are beautiful and so our the fountains. Our campground must be a place for high rollers because it’s quite posh. Not sure if Mom fits in that category given she lost here $3.00 worth of nickels in the slots.
Luckily I can’t report on any of our doggie shenanigans here because you know….What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas!