November 30, 2002

  • I started writing this Friday, when we got home with the latest load of full water jugs and buckets, but Xanga wouldn’t let me upload pictures then, so I saved it until I could add illustrations.


    Another water run today.  Someone asked me last time how often we have to go to the spring for water.  This time, it was about two weeks since our last double trip, when we filled the barrel then went back for more.  Next time will probably be less than two weeks, since we only made one trip today and there are a lot of pots and pans to wash from Thanksgiving dinner.


    Above, you can see Doug taking cautious steps on the ice.  I fell almost as soon as we got out of the car, while I was scattering kitty litter for traction.  I landed hard on my tailbone, and whacked my head pretty hard.  None of that hurts this morning unless I probe the bruises.  What bothers me most is the whiplash injury to my neck.  The second photo shows Sheep Creek Flat, and my gloved finger.


    For two nights, the temps have stayed near freezing, on the wet side.  The highway gets enough traffic, sand and salt to keep it from being too slick, but every side road is a solid sheet of wet ice, very slippery.  Like Greyfox, I’m grateful for studded tires and 4WD.


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