Thursday morning meanderings

SOLAR RADIO BURSTS: This week’s sharp increase in solar activity has turned the sun into a radio transmitter. Bursts of shortwave static are coming from the unstable magnetic canopy of sunspot 1283. Tuesday in New Mexico, amateur radio astronomer Thomas Ashcraft recorded some samples at 21 MHz: listen. Radio listeners should remain alert for this kind of solar activity as sunspot 1283 continues to seethe.


Got a call last night from Gale saying they were in Van Horn, headed home. They should have arrived around midnight, so they can take care of their own animalcules this morning.

He said the Hatch Chili Festival probably won’t be among their future plans for having a booth. Sales were flat on most of his crafts, though the Siberian Wolf fang jewelry sold a bit, and his old stand-by steak turners with elk-antler shaped handles might have brought him to the break-even point.  He sounded a bit down-hearted and beat to a small frazzle.  But those craft shows are a big piece of the glue holding this place and their lifestyle together.

I’ve wondered for some while how long financial ventures depending on consumers buying non-essentials could hold up in a lousy economy.


Came across an interesting blog: dumpster find of the week: boot haul, boat haul – Seems to be a kindred spirit.


I’ve been doing a lot of thinking over the past while about various news items I wouldn’t be aware of if it weren’t for the Internet and blogs I read.  It’s guided my thinking into directions I probably wouldn’t otherwise drift, such as actually having conscious priorities in my life for a while.  At least sort-of priorities.

Not to suggest anyone’s a good economic prognosticator, but with all that guessing going on out there, and with what appears to be a lot of contributory factors, I probably owe it to the cats, at least, to have a backup plan.  A way to get the hell out of Dodge intact if things go sour, that has room in it for four cats.  If something happens to Gale or their finances, or SS is eroded by inflation, or both, hedging against the sleep-under-a-bridge alternative probably makes sense.

My obvious first priority is to get my new truck running and street legal.

But after that’s done, I’m either going to need to build a house to live in on the bed of it, find an old overcab camper to fit in it, or find a camper-trailer sitting out somewhere I can pick up for nearly nothing for fixing up to pull behind it.

I see these sitting around with weeds growing up around them a lot.  I think once I have transportation I’ll have to get serious about trying to acquire one or something rhyming with it as a future place for me and the felines if the Coincidence Coordinators decide to play dirty.

I’m thinking if things get too rough I might be able to slick out further west and establish a moving circuit of campsite homes on US Bureau of Land Management and US Forestry Service lands, changing locations every couple of weeks to stay legal.  The cats don’t care for the idea, but they tell me they’d agree to it if I won’t get any chickens.

I’ll probably talk more about various facets of all this in future posts.  Progress reports, learnings, that sort of thing.


Meanwhile, happy posthumorous birthday to Jimmie Rodgers

He’d have known exactly how a person ought to go about becoming an honest-to-goodness hobo with a house.

Old Jules


7 responses to “Thursday morning meanderings

  1. That’s a good plan Jules. It will not be a problem as you say to find a pull behind. What I see more of is people are removing the bed and replacing it with a flat bed where they are sitting a camper on top of that or building.

    Although not a Ford guy – that pickup in the picture if it was at all taken care of will still have life left.

    You can come camp out at my place as well.

  2. That’s a good plan Jules. You get things organized you can camp out at my place as well.

    • Thanks One Fly. I think the old 350 has a life left in it. The truck was on the place when Gale bought it, hadn’t been registered for the highway since the early 1990s, but he applied for a title and got that cleared up. It had been used as a ranch truck around here until he broke a fuel line a few years ago, but never got around to fixing it. Once I started looking at it I discovered coons had lived a while under the hood, and that the electrical wiring has had too many hands on it to make any sense of it now. Gale’s never driven it off the place, never taken it highway speeds, but he’s of the opinion everything’s okay based on driving it around here several years. Thanks for stopping in. Kind offer. Gracias, J

  3. On the luxury end of cheap, once you get a truck and trailer, is an annual pass to the New Mexico State Park system. A friend of mine claims camp sites with electricity and water can be had for $4 a night. Year round.

    Boondocking is cheaper, of course. But electricity is nice to have, especially in the winter time. I think he has to move every two weeks, but it’s never far to the next park. It ain’t like Texas.


    • Hi Bob: Thanks for the read and the info. Maybe a mix of boondocking and NM State Parks could do the job. I’d been thinking of the BLM lands out in the triangle between Deming, Lordsburg and, say, Antelope Wells as a winter resort, but there’s a State [I think] Park at Columbus. That wouldn’t be a far piece to travel for a few days with electricity and water. Good idea. Thanks. J

  4. I think it’s a good idea to have a Plan B. It’s world of unpredictability and our infrastructure is such that we are one terrorist attack or one big natural disaster away from major disruption of services and even life as we know it. I’m no Chicken Little, I’m just a person who thinks it’s good to be prepared for possibilities. Complacency is not an option.

    • Hi Teresa Evangeline. Life’s a middling unpredictable place for a human being in the best of times, but I agree things seem less predictable today than they have any business being. In my own instance it can be safely predicted I’ll grow progressively older, as will Gale and Kay, and the odds in favor of a certain kind of predictable for one or each of us are stacking up. I’m a fairly complacent sort of guy, but I’d like to think a Plan B could be incorporated into my complacency without it jangling my overall pleasure in life. I’m not so certain about the cats, though. Two of them went through Y2K with me and all the moves since. They only complained on a few occasions, but I sometimes suspected they were harboring some pent-up resentments about some of it. Thanks for the visit and comments. J

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