Adventure 691: Lost Dutchman State Park/Post J

Last night in the Superstition Mountains, and sad we are to say, "We didn't find the lost gold mine." We are happy to say we hiked every day trying, but perhaps due to the mythical nature of the legend, all we had to do was look up. Every day the bright golden sun spread its warmth over our shoulders filling us with the wealth of gratitude. If we view it in that light, perhaps we struck it rich. We certainly struck it rich with neighbors. We met a young couple, Tony and Kira, along with their pure white, pure cute bichon frise puppy dog, Oatty. We first watched the couple in awe as Tony backed their gigantic forty foot Solitude trailer into the site behind us. Guided by Kira, who calmly issued directions via the walkie-talkie, Tony deftly twisted his beastly Ford pickup back and forth. He missed us, kept his wheels on the pavement, and left the perfect amount of room needed for his slide outs. Very impressive. In no time they were set up and living life in their home on wheels. Judy was so impressed, she introduced herself with effusive dollops of praise. It turns out that they are full time RVers who sold their home in Los Angeles in favor of the open road. They've been out for a year, and in that year they've made their first lap around the country. One of the best things about traveling is meeting the vast number of wonderful people out here.  We liked these two immediately, and jibber-jabbered for quite awhile this morning. It seems we share the notion that life is meant to be lived. I think we can agree with novelist, Doris Lessing who said, "Whatever you're meant to do, do it now. The conditions are always impossible". We exchanged contact information in the hopes we'll see them again. One never knows. As Robert Frost says...way leads on to way...but whether our paths ever cross again, I know these two helped make our life good, especially today.

Tony, Kira, and Oatty.

Who says a cactus can't express a little vanity. You know, "I may not be good looking, but I'm looking good."

Peace shot of the day.

Giddy up. This group had a little dog with a bell on its collar. I guess to scare away desert critters that might spook the horses.

Simply awesome. Not sorry for another saguaro photo.

Tony, Kira, and Oatty's traveling home.

Even in death, this saguaro raises his arms to the golden sun.

This prickly pear spoke to us today. it said, "Hey, buddy how about a little press for the rest of us? I had to agree. After all, equity should be inclusive.