After reading all the great input on my last post, I’ve decided to give the 30 amp site with the view a try. I was leaning towards moving anyway, but had to check with the refuge manager today to see if it would be okay. He did ask that I check with the other volunteers first, and also said if there are problems with tripping the 30 amp circuit I would probably have to move back to a 50 amp site. I don’t see that being a problem, and I’m really not sure how my having to reset my breakers would have any effect on the nearby bunkhouse.
Most of my pics tonight will be of Anna’s hummingbirds. I’m still on a quest to get the best hummingbird picture I can. This one was taken shortly after sunrise at the VC on Sunday.
I had already been checking with the other returning volunteers about how they felt about my possible move. To be perfectly honest, for various reasons none of them have chosen to move to that site in the last month. So I figured I had as much right to it as any of the new volunteers who had also not chosen to go there.
I can’t figure out exactly what kind of lizard this is.
After the bird tour on Sunday morning, I’ve spent these two days working in the VC. The lizard was a lunch companion for me yesterday. I have to work the VC again tomorrow, so I won’t be moving until Wednesday or Thursday.
One thing that is lacking at the new site is a picnic table, so I asked one of the volunteers that works in maintenance if he could move one over for me. A couple of the guys are going for forklift training tomorrow so it shouldn’t be a problem by the time I move. I not only perch my Weber Q on the table, but that’s also where I anchor Emma’s tie out line. With her exuberance, I need something heavy. Dogs must always be on leash or restrained on the refuge.
Finally got the sun to shine just right on the head of the male Anna’s today to show how brilliant they are. They’re already singing their mating songs, and as I refilled the feeders at the VC today, a pair came to drink just inches from my hand. As the female sipped, the male sang away perched next to her. Cool beans! I was just frozen in place enjoying the moment.
Later this afternoon, I stepped out of the VC for a break and noticed some dust in the air down by the Colorado river. Using my 300mm lens, I zeroed in on fellow volunteer, Chef Jay, mowing in a big tractor down by the managed field areas. You can see the Chocolate Mountains on the California side of the refuge in the distance. I think it’s kind of neat how we volunteers shed our former occupations to do things we enjoy in our retired life.
Well, that’s enough for tonight. I’m out of here for now. I’ll let you know how the move goes.
Thanks for stopping by… talk to you later, Judy