Well, I’ve been at Harris Beach a little over two months now, and the original plan was for me to leave in another month. I’m thinking the middle of August just might be a little early in the year to be heading for southern California, although I’m more than anxious to see what my site at Jojoba Hills looks like in person. I think I’ll see if the park here would mind if I stayed until after Labor Day.
Being in between visitors, I’ve had plenty of time to think about my upcoming winter plans. I’ve got lots of questions floating around in my brain. For the last nine years I’ve done an awful lot of volunteering where all of my utilities are paid for. In between volunteer stints, I generally stay at private parks or COE campgrounds where electricity is included in the nightly or weekly fee. Now I have to think about having metered electricity.
I wonder what it will cost per month. I’m a real newbie in that department. The going rate at Jojoba is .21 cents per KWH. I’m not sure if that means 21 cents per KWH or 21/100ths of a cent per KWH. I’m not even sure what a KWH is and how amps used to power things relates to that. I have figured out that running the air conditioner uses 14 amps while using the heat pump uses 20-24 amps. I don’t know why they’re different since they use the same machine. Does anyone know if budgeting $100/month for a 50 amp rig is reasonable? I do like to be cool in hot weather, and warm in chilly weather these days, so I’m sure I’ll use more electricity than I would have say five years ago.
I had an unusual avian visitor at the overlook the other day. I think it was a racing pigeon that somehow got off course or tired out. There is a band on its left leg. It just sat there resting for the longest time until some kids climbed up the steep rock to scare it away. Made me wonder where it came from, and where it was supposed to go.
Then on another work day, I got the treat of seeing a male orange-crowned warbler singing away in the bushiness below my station.
What a surprise to have it pop out into the sunlight and pose for me. They’re normally moving along so fast in the undergrowth that you only get fleeting glimpses, and never before have I actually seen the orange feathers that are usually hidden on its crown. These warblers that live along the coast are also much more yellow than the populations found inland.
I suppose he was just taking a moment to beautify himself for the ladies, and didn’t expect anyone to be watching him from above.
I’ve got two more days of work ahead of me before I hop in the car to drive to Medford, OR, to pick up Robyn and the grandgirls at the airport. I’m excited about their visit. It seems every time either of these two little whippersnappers come to visit some minor little thing in the rig gets broken. I wonder what it will be this time…
Thanks for stopping by… talk to you later, Judy