Mid-week the weather turns a bit chilly; nights down into the 40s and the days barely entering the low 60s. Sixties aren’t bad, but the wind makes it feel much colder and after a decent walk the boys want back inside the van. Fries is still chilly so I close up Freedom and let the sun warm her.
After a very brief nap The Chiweenie Brothers decide it’s time to fight. Not literally, just the play fighting the dogs like to participate in with each other…. but it sure looks and sounds fierce. They take over the platform area where the passenger seat was removed to install drawers and a nice plywood top for the boys to call their own space. Round one begins!
If you can’t get ’em down one way, concentrate on one area. Fries goes for Charlie’s ear!
We’re coming to the end of our almost two weeks here. I peruse the map to plot our course to a higher elevation as it’s supposed to be in the 80s here soon. That temp deems it necessary for me to find cooler weather.
Our next camp tentatively decided on, we do a walkabout that takes us to the old pioneer cemetery (we’re camped at the newer cemetery) that is located here in the dispersed area of the old, long gone town of Congress. It’s the one spot we haven’t been to.
If you would like to know about this tiny town and the old mining town of Congress click HERE.
March’s Blue Moon rising above the Weaver Mountains and our camp.
Goodbye Congress. We will be back if we pass this way again in the future.
Hugs, Shawna
This is a BOONDOCKING site. No ammenties
I LOVE going to old cemeteries. I don’t know why but they are so peaceful to me! Looks like the dogs are having a great time!! 🙂
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Loved your moon. Are you so relaxed that you need the boys fighting to make excitement? It sounds like a peaceful two weeks. It will be interesting to hear where you land next.
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It was very peaceful … until the boys started play fighting. No chiweenies were injured during the scuffle!! Lol.
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