Almost A Catastrophe!

You know those times when you are lucky enough to escape with everything intact and everyone alive?  I think that was me yesterday morning when I was getting ready to leave the RV Park.  I decided to replace some of the original artwork on the wall.  It's crappy artwork at best, but I thought I would put it back up.

Even though the screws went in the same holes, there wasn't enough room for the artwork to go behind the slide as it came in.  I had to climb up on the sink and remove it.

Next I went about my business hooking up the Jeep.  When I returned to the rig, I smelled gas.  LOTS of propane actually.  What the heck??  Somehow when I got down off the sink, I must have hit the knob on the stove and turned the gas on.  

Frantically I opened all the upper vents and turned the fans on.  Poor Jonathan was panting for air with his mouth open.  OMG OMG !!!

Funny how the alarm never went off.  Not even a peep.  At long last the smell dissipated enough I thought I could head on down the road with three windows wide open.  Oh the disaster that COULD have been.  I suppose in to every life some rain must fall but boy am I thankful it didn't POUR!!

Everyone is fine now, so off I headed East on this fabulous not-bumpy-at-all highway.  Traffic was very light ... only a few RV's here and there.

There is just enough scenery to keep you awake, along with a hill or two to capture your attention on the engine temperature gauge.  At one point I raced this train, winning by a nose.

At last it was time to turn off on a detour in Casa Grande to visit with Jan and Bill Mains.  I'm hoping they adopt me.  Their house is decorated like no other ... COWBOY.  Definitely up my alley, right?  

Very old handcuffs, calvary saddles, handmade kachina dolls.  I was in heaven!!  Talk about hospitality, they even barbecued hamburgers for lunch.  YUMMY!  While we were inside, I could hear the quail calling out for lunch too!  Jan fed them some seed and they went crazy for it.  This is only a small sample of the number that flew in.

While we ate, even more sat on the fence like the royalty they are, waiting for us to leave the table.  We settled the world's problems, but agreed it was best to leave the television off so our brains didn't explode.  As I got ready to leave, the quail got down to clean up all the leftovers.

In the blink of an eye, two hours had passed.  It was time to hit the road for home.  I landed at the Lost Horse Ranch with everything intact and everyone alive.  Hopefully Jonathan won't have any residual effects from breathing all that propane.

It's time to head out this morning for the game camera.  I've missed my critters!!