Tuesday, April 22, 2014


When it was in the 80s and 90s in March at Slab City, I thought, “Okay, it will be less like summer farther north and/or at higher altitudes. I can leave the desert because it’s spring now, which means balmy weather in most places.”

I’d forgotten that spring in the mountains only means that it’s not cripplingly cold most of the day, that the snow is melting. It doesn’t stop freezing at night until about Memorial Day. I’m in the mountains too early for my tastes. Besides, the weather map shows I’m sitting in the middle of several more days of wet weather. Whine.

Because I’m a spoiled wimp, my tour of northern New Mexico campgrounds will be cut short for now and pushed back a couple of months. I’ll be backtracking a little, like to 5,000 feet instead of 8,000. The mountains will still be here in June. Or July. If they aren’t, then we all have bigger problems.


  1. Omgosh I am so much more like you with weather conditions. It's in the 40s at night here and at times that is too cold for me.
    BTW I love your writing style. ..keep blogging, we are out here reading.

  2. I watch weather reports pretty closely when I am traveling but the weather guessers are wrong often enough to keep life interesting. Plus the weather may be for the nearest fairly large community so it doesn't always have much to do with where I actually am.

  3. I've been enjoying the most perfect weather anywhere, (at least in my book) - 50s nights and high 60s-low 70s days, clear, sunny, gorgeous. I'm getting complacent and don't want to leave the easy life. Somehow my itchy travel feet get scratched on those beautiful sandy beaches and I start thinking I could stay here forever :)

  4. Maybe I need to hang with you a while, Lois.