But on with the blog... On the trip from the Cove Campgrounds in Idaho to this campground we spent the night sleeping in a road turnout. The next morning I got up to make coffee and found I could bearly control my body. I felt like my brain was moving forward and backwards... rather then dizzy it was like waves. I could not walk and think at the same time. After Phil stepped outside he came back with the answer... we were within a mile of a wind generator farm. Being sensitive to electrical fields I cannot do wind farms. I spent the next three days trying to get my body and brain to function normally. Not something I want to experience again. We wondered what the red lights were in that field and now we know so it won't happen again. If we see a field full of red blinking lights we will know it is a wind farm not an air strip landing area.
The campground we are at now is an oasis in the desert. We are eighty miles north of Las Vegas, Nevada. There are canadian geese, snow geese, mallards, teals, cranes, and alot of American Coots on the lake. It is sad to see the effects of global warming here in this refuge. The lower and middle lakes are dried up leaving only the upper one and it is shrinking...
The area around the lake is very pretty with the large cottonwood trees and the green grasses... an oasis surrounded by the harsh desert...
We traveled hwy 93 and ran into several herds of wild horses. The first group had foals in the herd. The herd in this photo has three in the group but two of them are behind the mares. The small horse with the white butt is a foal that was standing on the road. But the time my camera was on and ready I could only get the one shot of him heading for the ditch. But man was he pretty...
We passed another herd of horses that were scattered out on top of a mountain. Some were standing just off the roadway such as this mare...
We caught up with the storm that went through the Cove Campground in Idaho as we traveled through Neveda...
One thing I am learning is not to trust the Google maps. I mapped out the roads to travel and one road turned out to be a gravel backroad not paved as shown on Google. It was a bit scarey over the mountain traveling...
The above photo is as we came off the mountain into the valley but shows the road we traveled. This section of it was not like a washboard and is pretty straight compared to what we left behind us. I have to admit I was impressed with Phil's driving ability. It was hard to keep traction on the washboard and going around curves with major dropoff was frightening to me. I refused to look out the side window lol.
Well, I am fighting a popup error message and it is getting to be flustrating so I will close this with the message... no matter what problems pop up in life.... just keep on dancing...
