No matter if it’s a short move or a long one

The amount of work to packing up and moving is the same no matter what the distance.  My move today clocked in at exactly .1 miles.  That’s about the shortest move I’ve ever made with the rig.  I had to back uphill into the site, so I asked Chef Jay to be my spotter, and help me maneuver into it.  It went easier than I thought.

Jay reminded me that I couldn’t get lost, and I wouldn’t have to worry about stopping for gas.    He was so right you know.  By early afternoon I had my hummingbird feeder in place and most everything set up.  Ahhhh!  What a view!

It wasn’t long before my avian friends welcomed me to the neighborhood.  This black-tailed gnatcatcher buzzed around catching gnats, of course.

Then this young male vermillion flycatcher stopped by.  I think in a recent post by Bayfield Al, he mentioned how you could eliminate that little branch in front of the bird’s face on the left shot with Picasa.  Try as I might, I sure couldn’t figure out how to do that.

As the sun began to set, I enjoyed the play on colors that was happening as I gazed out in front of me from my rocker.  I think I’m very happy that I chose to move.  Lots of ducks in the pond below us, the painted desert in the distance, and all surrounded by mountains.

Gypsy wondered in a previous comment why no one else chose to move to this site.  Well, two other rigs weren’t interested in only 30 amps, and in general it seems that once most folks settle in, they’re not interested in making the effort to pack up and move once again.  I know I had my moments when I wondered if I really wanted to do it.  After six weeks in the other site, I was pretty settled.  But, I’ve got four months left here, so I figured why not have a fantastic view out my door?  Time will tell how it goes with only 30 amps, but for my first night here, I’m happy as a clam.

I got almost everything done as far as setting up is concerned, but I decided to wait until tomorrow to put up my truckers antenna and hook it to the Wilson amplifier.  My Jetpack said I had 4G without it.  Ha!  That turned out not to be true, so I grabbed my flashlight and struggled to get the ten foot pole with the antenna on top secured to my back ladder in the dark.  It appears that worked, as I can now access email and view other’s blogs.

The end of the daylight came with both Emma and I enjoying our new location.  A very short move, but well worth the effort I’m thinking.

Thanks for stopping by… talk to you later,  Judy