High Winds

Heading Out of Denver, Colorado

Today’s destination is Rawlins, Wyoming about 250 miles away. We plan to take Interstate 25 North into Wyoming where we will catch Interstate 80 West.

As we leave Denver, the winds pick up and continue to increase as Jeff white knuckles the steering wheel. Then we hear an all too familiar flapping and thudding. The awning over the main slide- out is twisted and unraveling AGAIN.  Jeff can see it billowing out like a parachute with each gust of wind. (This happened in April of 2016 traveling west on Interstate 90 in Minnesota. We were forced to stop at an RV dealership in South Dakota to cut the canvas awning off from the roller. And then we later replaced it.)

We pass under high wind warning signs the closer we get to Fort Collins.

And then we are warned that Interstate 25 is closed to high profile vehicles across the border into Wyoming. That would be us and that is exactly where we are headed. We need to take I-25 for only 9 miles across the state line to connect with I-80 West.

Fortunately there is an alternative route that will take us to Interstate 80 via Laramie, Wyoming.

But we don’t see the warning sign again and we are a little over 50 miles from the border. We have to make a decision soon because the alternate route, U. S. Highway 287 is approaching too.

We get lucky a second time. There is a rest area and Colorado information center near Fort Collins. The dogs and I make a pit stop and Jeff talks to the person inside the information center. According to the weather service the ban of high profile vehicles is still in effect. This area of the high plains is infamous for high wind gusts that blow vehicles over and/or off the road. U.S. 287 will offer more protection with its surrounding hills. (We hope!)

So the decision is made. But it still isn’t easy navigating the wind on this 2 lane highway. Every time a truck passes by in the opposite direction our RV gets pushed sideways. Jeff does an amazing job keeping our vehicle upright and on the road.

Meanwhile I capture the scenery as we leave the state of Colorado.

It certainly doesn’t look windy or dangerous in these pictures, but inside the RV we feel each gust and hear the flapping from the twisted awning outside.

We cross into Wyoming.

Laramie and the junction to I-80 is 24 miles away. But as we merge onto the Interstate and head toward Rawlins, where we plan to spend the night, we pass under another warning sign.

Tomorrow’s forecast is not very encouraging. And the dark clouds are rolling in.

We arrive safely guided by our loveable totem pothead, hehe 😉

at the Red Desert Rose Campground in Rawlins, Wyoming.

Tomorrow is a new day with new decisions on the horizon. Today we learned 3 big lessons:

  1. Heading east before May is not a good idea.
  2. The high plains are always vulnerable to high winds.
  3. Replace the awning over an RV slide if, AND ONLY IF, traveling across the high plains is avoided.

Catching Up With Family

Jernigan Land

Friday, march 23rd

After setting up the RV at the “Campbell Campground RV Resort”, (Thank you Mike and Patty for letting us park in your driveway for 17 days!) we notice how gritty the car and RV are. I mean they are covered in soot from the salted, snowy roads of Interstate 70. It’s disgusting to even grab the door handles.

We pop in to see David. Then we make a quick run to the grocery store before stopping in to say Hi 👋 to Andy, Daisy, Emjay, Jasley, Jace, and Eliska. It gets crazy in Jernigan Land because we want to spend time with everyone at once, and even though David and Andy live only 10-15 minutes apart, we have to make plans around busy schedules.

We scheduled our visit around the grandchildren’s Spring Break and spend time playing tag at the school’s 3 playgrounds, a short walk from home. Of course I take videos of the girls’ climbing stunts. But Jace prefers to pose and smile.

While Daisy and Andy go out on a movie date, Jeff and I stay with the kids. Uncle David sends us with the movie Jumanji, but the kids are too active to sit still and watch a movie. They would rather be outside running around or inside jumping around and playing lava monster, a variation of tag where your feet cannot touch the floor.

One morning we wake up to a winter wonderland.

But by afternoon the snow is all gone, so typical of Denver weather.

Patty and I take some “us” time and she gets a pedicure while I get a manicure.

David, Jeff, and I watch The Shape Of Water, this year’s Oscar winner for Best Picture. We all agree the cinematography is beautiful; the scenes are color-enhanced in teals, greens, and reds. The acting is good. The early 1960’s setting is authentic. But the movie itself leaves us wondering why it won the Oscar.

Jasley and Emjay return to school after Spring Break but the twins’ have an extra week off because their preschool teachers have 5 days of inservice.

While I am visiting my family in Ohio, Jeff goes with Andy and the kiddos to the Denver Zoo and Lollipop Park, an indoor children’s amusement park. Of course, most of the time he just plays with them outside or at the school playground.

Patty and Mike fly to Orlando for a getaway and Jeff spends time with David, watching the first season of Westworld, some mixed martial arts fights, going out to lunch, and cooking dinner.

Kelly Land aka Ollie and Reagan Land

Wednesday, March 28th

I fly out to Columbus, Ohio to visit with Brian, Jen, Oliver, Reagan, and Jen’s family. Reagan is almost 6 months old now and OMJeepers how she has grown… almost crawling, almost sitting up, and always quick to smile.

Oliver’s 3rd Birthday takes place at Piccadilly, an indoor play area and cafe. Brian and I decorate a cake, well I just offer moral support after researching how to “draw” Daniel Tiger’s face.

Family and friends gather and play and eat. Oliver is so happy to see Ben and Lola from his former Day Care. He and Ben fall to the floor hugging each other.

Brian and Jen request no presents but of course the family can’t resist… a bike, puzzles, a basketball hoop, dress-up clothes, a soccer ball, a set of carpenter tools, and clothes…

Jen and Brian have a new stone patio. They’ve been waiting a long time to start remodeling their house.

The steps to the kitchen door have been removed and a new door will be installed where the bay window now stands. You can see the steps are already there.

Make sure you notice the absence of gumballs lying on the ground. The tree above is covered with these nasty little prickly things. I spend several hours picking up all that have fallen. Unfortunately the next day the ground is covered again. When my son John visited in January he also attacked the gumballs.

Speaking of John, he is now living in a cottage in the countryside of Ireland, not far from the Atlantic Ocean. Outside his humble abode cows and lambs stop over for a visit.

And my other son, Andy, has just moved to London. After a glorious day walking the countryside with his dog, who has just arrived from Minneapolis, Andy wakes up the next morning and has to rush Dewey in a cab to a veterinary hospital. It’s touch and go for several days but Dewey pulls through and returns home to “Dad.” Stay healthy Dewey, you gave us all a big scare.

Jen’s Mom and I go out to lunch. Oliver calls her Mawga and I am Grammy L, or sometimes just L.

The twins arrive… 2 girls!… Leah and Lydia. Congratulations, Julie and Brad and big brother Caleb. We visit them in the hospital and of course I leave my phone back at the house so I don’t have any pictures. Julie is Jen’s sister.

Meanwhile, Oliver enjoys putting puzzles together, reading books, sliding down his tumbling mats, singing, playing basketball, and playing with his new Duplo LEGO horse ranch set. He and I take our horses and riders around the house yelling, “Neigh!”, only stopping to give the horses water and hay. Oliver also serves me up some apple soup with the tiny shovel from the building block set.

Oh, did I forget to mention that he also likes to eat?

Faelan celebrates his 10th Birthday on April 7th.

We spend my last day at a dance competition. Jen’s other sister, Jess, owns a dance studio and has several students participating.  Then Brian takes us to his office. Later, after Oliver and Reagan, well actually all of us wake up from naps, the family goes swimming.

My plane leaves at 7 AM the next morning.

Back in Colorado

Monday, April 9th

I arrive in Denver before 10 AM. We move the RV to Cherry Creek Park for our last 2 nights so we can dump the black tank and do laundry.

Jeff, David, and I go out to dinner at Famous Dave’s BBQ.

Our last evening we spend with the kids. Jeff and Eliska make macaroni and cheese.

Jace plays with his cars, watches cartoons, and plays on his Kindle.

Then Jeff and I take Jasley and Emjay to Skate City which is reserved for Emjay’s middle school. The girls take off so fast, it’s really hard to get a focused picture of them.

They skate for 2 hours, stopping only to grab some nachos, a hot dog, chips, and sodas. Jasley falls asleep in the car ride home. Emjay’s eyes are all red and watery from the air rushing at her as she whizzes across the skating rink. Both girls agree they will be sore tomorrow.

Speaking about tomorrow,  we hit the road again as we head to Port Orford, Oregon.

Bye Everyone, we love you! Thank you for all the good times.

Leaving Zion

Denver, Colorado Bound


We break up our trip east into 3 days of travel on I-70.

First stop… Salina, Utah where we spend the night at Butch Cassidy Campground. A short day…

March 22nd

The landscape of Utah never fails to impress me. The tall rock structure below reminds me of a rook piece in a chess game or a giant you know what…

We enter Colorado and spend the night in Grand Junction.

We’ve stayed here once before at Junction West RV Park.

March 23rd

What a day of extreme weather! It’s our last stretch into Denver where we will park the RV at “Campbell Campground”, otherwise known as Patty and Mike’s driveway.

The day starts out with cloudy gray skies.

The further east we travel, the clouds spill raindrops.

Approaching Vail we ascend into the clouds.

It takes us over an hour to get through Vail as we get sprinkled with snow.

And an accident delay…

And a chain requirement for all commercial vehicles…

And finally the weather clears up…

And an hour later in Lawson the sky turns bright blue…

Fifty miles later we travel through the outskirts of Denver and arrive in Jernigan Land!

Bayard, Nebraska

Leaving Colorado

We travel the back roads of northeastern Colorado through the Pawnee National Grassland.

The grassland is located on the Colorado Eastern Plains, a part of the Great Plains. In the early 1900s the land was somewhat cultivated until the Dust Bowl of the 1930s depopulated the area. (en.m.wikipedia.org)

We enter the southwest panhandle of Nebraska via State Route 71…

and head east on State Route 92 toward the city of Bayard.

We spend the next 3 nights at Chimney Rock Pioneer Crossing RV Park, just off 92 and 3 miles southwest of Bayard.

Chimney Rock is visible from the front of our RV.

At night the rock is lit up.

Our next door neighbor has the smallest RV we have ever seen. It’s really a tent on wheels with an electrical hookup. For awhile she had a tall and narrow teepee-like tent set up. A shower and portable potty? But the wind blew it over so she disassembled it.

I did some online research. The 4×8 unit is called a Runaway and can be equipped with air conditioning and television. Of course, everything is extra. YouTube has lots of videos too.

Notice all the stakes lined up around the old windmill below?

Each stake represents a reserved spot to set up a tent. This part of Nebraska will be in direct viewing of the solar eclipse on August 21st.

Chimney Rock

Chimney Rock is a prominent geological rock formation that served as a landmark along the Oregon Trail, the California Trail, and the Mormon Trail in the mid-1800s. The peak of Chimney Rock is a little over 4,000 feet above sea level.

The first recorded mention of Chimney Rock was in 1827 by fur trader Joshua Pilcher. The Native Americans already living in this area, however, called this by a different name which meant elk penis.

Based on sketches, paintings, written accounts, and an 1897 photograph, Chimney Rock was taller when first seen by emigrating settlers. Erosion and lightning has since reduced its height. (en.m.wikipedia.org)

Courthouse and Jail Rocks

Courthouse and Jail Rocks are 2 more famous landmarks of western migration. Often called a “castle” or “solitary tower,” the name “courthouse” was first used in 1837.

Rising some 400 feet above the North Platte Valley, these 2 prominent rocks are composed of clay, sandstone, and volcanic ash. (historical marker plaque)

First impressions of Nebraska…

  • Cornfields… duh, the Cornhusker State…
  • Black-Eyed Susans
  • Cows and more cows
  • Trains blasting their horns ALL night

Jernigan Land Part One

Hanging Out…

4 Silly monkeys hanging in A tree, emjay, the oldest, strikes a pose for me.
3 silly monkeys climbing in the breeze, jasley, next in line, gives the tree a squeeze.
  2 silly monkeys sTanding in a tree, jace and Eliska are cute as can be.


 Jace doesn’t like to pose for me, so most of my pics of him are blurry. But this time I got lucky.

  Emjay is always ready for a photo op…

Hanging In…


On Display…

Jasmine created a baby dinosaur hatching from an egg in art class at her elementary school.

It was chosen and displayed at Grandview High School.

Denver Museum of Nature and Science

How tall are you next to a dinosaur?


  Jasley stands on her tippy toes…


Monkey business…


A view of downtown Denver from the mezzanine balcony…



Wild Animal Sanctuary

Saving Captive Wildlife For Over 37 Years

The Wildlife Animal Sanctuary (TWAS) in Keenesburg, CO rescues and provides a permanent home for wild animals that have been abused, abandoned, displaced, or neglected. Most of the animals in the Sanctuary were born in captivity and confined in back yards, basements, apartments, and garages. TWAS offers these rescued animals a place to recover and be safe for the rest of their lives. (Sanctuary Tour Guide)

“Mile Into The Wild” Walkway

An elevated walkway, 18-42 feet high, traverses over 21 of the large acreage natural habitats where the animals live and roam freely.

The 2-mile round trip pedestrian bridge allows visitors to observe the wildlife in their species-specific habitats.

A Non-Profit Facility

TWAS relies entirely on private contributions, fundraising events, and grants from foundations to stay in operation. Sanctuary memberships, animal adoption programs, and pledges provide consistent support.

David Jernigan is a member of TWAS and just adopted an animal as well.

After lunch at the Lions Den, Jeff, David, and I watch an introductory video presentation before heading out onto the 4,800-foot-long walkway.

On the way back the black leopard is hanging out on his suspension bridge play area.

No, these Bolivian lions below are not enclosed in cages. They have open access to an 80 acre habitat. The lions were confiscated from 8 circuses that refused to comply with the nationwide ban on using animals in circus performances.

What other stories do these rescued animals tell?

Many animals were purchased as pets from breeders of exotic animals until their owners found out they needed special licenses or the cute babies grew too big and dangerous to handle. One African serval was a wedding gift! So some came to TWAS to not be euthanized and to live out their lives in comfortable and natural surroundings. A wild animal raised in captivity cannot be released back into the wild.

Some came from zoo foreclosures, defunct circuses, and other sanctuaries. Others were kept confined for photography studios, mall pics, roadside and amusement park attractions, local fair performances, taxidermists…

Their traumatic pasts include:

  • 2 bears living in a truck for 17 years with a Russian circus who were addicted to nicotine for training purposes
  • a bear trained to walk bipedal who had to relearn to walk on all 4 legs
  • 5 bears used for “bear baiting” to train dogs for hunting
  • 2 horses remaining from the time when TWAS helped find homes for PMU horses from Canada… (PMU horses are farmed to collect Pregnant Mare Urine, high in estrogen to sell to pharmaceutical companies for hormone replacement treatments. Not only are the pregnant horses confined in tight stalls for 9 months, but their babies, once weaned, are taken away to feed lots where their meat is sold in Europe. The mares are re-bred to continue this vicious cycle.)

And others were born in TWAS because their mothers were pregnant when they arrived at the Sanctuary.

Now we come to the Main Compound where newer rescued animals are temporarily placed in smaller enclosures to gradually introduce them to more space and freedom. Those with medical issues are also brought here to help them recover or live more comfortably.

Most of these pictures are from the Tiger Roundhouse where tigers are slowly introduced to the Tiger Pool Area.

Here, the tigers learn to live and play together. As soon as 8-12 animals are responding well to communal life and freedom, they move to a larger habitat.

In the words of Pat Craig, the Executive Director of TWAS:

“It is the Sanctuary’s goal to get all the animals into a large acreage habitat with others of their own kind, so that they can experience life with plenty of space, diets of exceptional quality, expert veterinary care, and freedom from performing, traveling, or otherwise doing things Nature did not intend for them.”

For more information go to wildanimalsanctuary.org and tell them David Jernigan sent you.

Back in California

image Lake Elsinore

Either you are wondering why my newest posts are still back in early September or you haven’t taken notice. For friends and family who know me well, you understand my need to research and add factoids to my posts from the road. I mean, if I am so awed at our country’s natural wonders, maybe you are too! But if my back-posting frustrates you, let me bring you up to date in real time…

On September 22nd we arrived in Jernigan Land in Colorado and spent 13 nights there. Jeff bonded with his sons, David and Andy. We watched Emjay, Jasley, Jace, and Eliska twice so Andy and Daisy could have a date-night. And we had so much fun taking the big girls to swimming lessons at Dolphinz!





(Sorry Emjay, I was too busy having fun playing chess and watching you create spaces on MineCraft to take a picture.)

We left Wednesday, October 5th, after another locked-in, locked-out episode with our newly replaced RV lock. We had to pay a locksmith to break the lock and screen door and dent the outer door. Then we ordered a new lock and waited 2 extra days to have it delivered. I will spare you the details now, but you know I am writing a letter to Forest River!


Jeff and I arrived back in Lake Elsinore on October 10th. After looking for other RV spots, we opted to return to Lake Elsinore West Marina for the winter. Our site, #124, is a corner lot with sweet views of the lake.



The picture below is from our inside kitchen table window.


Within 2 days Jeff found a temp agency and worked at a motor-cross event and was scheduled for banquet serving at the Pechanga Casino in Temecula.

On October18th I flew to Cincinnati to spend a week with my BFF, Marylee, and her so cute dog, Tinkerbell. I met, held, and loved on her almost 6 month-old granddaughter, Ellie.


We laughed, cooked, laughed, walked, laughed, relaxed, and laughed some more until we departed. I miss her so much!!!!!!

Marylee drove me halfway to Columbus where my daughter-in-law’s Mom, Susie, picked me up for the rest of the ride to Bexley. Grandma and Grammy L picked up Ollie from his Day Care. Oliver wasn’t sure about me yet.

I spent 11 happy days in Bexley. Ollie got used to me and remembered me.


Brian and I got haircuts at Great Clips.


We stayed up watching the World Series, rooting for the Indians and pantomiming our joy when they scored as Oliver was sleeping. Eventually we opted for going to bed as the Series continued to disappoint us.

Ollie had a play date with Amelia who lives down the street.


Ollie, Mom, Dad, cousin Caleb, Aunt Julie, and Uncle Brad went trick-or-treating.


I spent 2 days with Jen’s Mom, Susie, tracing and cutting patterns while she sewed incredible costumes for The Wonderful Wizard of Oz performed by the Artisan Ballet Company. Jen’s sister, Jessica, is owner, teacher, and creative director of the Artisan dance studio where dance is for everybody and every body. I attended the opening night performance on the Saturday before I left. Wow! I enjoyed every moment and am so proud of Jessica!

I took Faelan on long walks and won 2 games of Sorry in a row!! Brian and I took Ollie to the zoo.


On November 6th I flew from Columbus to Denver on Frontier Airlines before realizing that I had an 8 hour layover there! 8 hours! Yep!

Jeff’s son, David, his Mom, Patty, and his service dog, Ruby, drove out to meet me for lunch at the airport. Always great to see them and be in Jernigan Land again!

After going through security again I discovered my iPad was missing. Panic set in! A security guard directed me to the Info Center on each level of the concourses. The first one I went to told me to wait 24 hours and gave me a number to call. I called the number anyway and could not reach a person, only a choice of numbers to press and, of course, my situation was not a menu option. The next security guard had me call TSA and told me the number the Info person gave me was not the best one to call. Finally, yet another security guard suggested I return to the main terminal and check TSA again because they are often too busy to really look for a misplaced item. Also Lost and Found was around the corner and I should check there too.

Found it! Can you believe it? A kind soul saw me leave it behind and he turned it in. “YES!,” as Oliver would exclaim.

One last time through security. I was becoming a regular. But, hey, do I know how to kill 8 hours or what?

A few facts about Frontier Airlines…

img_4655 Matthew Staver Bloomberg News

Besides having cute animals on the tails of the planes, each one with its own name, the flights are inexpensive and if you check in ahead of time, you apparently get the preferred TSA security line. At least that is what happened to me. I stood in a much shorter line, went through security without having to remove my shoes, and I didn’t have to succumb to the full-body x-ray machine. I just walked through a non-invasive portal.

But wait! My cheap flight began adding up. Having a seat cost extra. Only one personal item can be carried on for free. Carry-ons stowed in the overhead compartments cost an extra $35. Checked bags cost $30 for the first one and I paid $40 for the second one. (Since I had an 8 hour layover I opted not to lug around a carry-on. As it was, I did a poor job of keeping track of my personal item and iPad!) Beverages and snacks were not complimentary. Oh, and for the first time on an airplane I wanted to recline my seat and take a nap. No can do! The seats do not recline.

After a long day I boarded my plane to Lake Elsinore, just one more time zone to enter. The sunset above sea-level is beautiful! I tried to capture the deep orange contrasts on the horizon and the twinkling city lights below as I landed in Orange County, Santa Ana/John Wayne Airport.



As I made my way to Baggage Claim, I descended some steps and recognized a pair of gray sneakers attached to khaki pants waiting for me. I was home again in Jeff’s arms!

I’m back walking again on my favorite River Walk route, out and back. My friend, Gene, who works for the city, recognized me, even without my red hair, and we greeted each other with a warm hug. My friend with the kidney transplant still walks everyday wearing dark gray sweat pants and a lighter gray hoodie no matter how warm the temperature. And the frail old man who drinks a large can of Budweiser for breakfast is still wandering around.

Amazon Delivers

image We Head South and West for the Winter

While in Jernigan Land we have a replacement seatbelt delivered and Jeff installs it. It’s not exactly the identical model but it works and I can now safely buckle up.

Meanwhile another locked-in and locked-out emergency occurs, making this the third time we have endured this and the first time since we had the original lock replaced.

img_4820 campingworld.com

Calls to Forest River customer service keep routing us to local authorized dealers who offer no help so we pay a locksmith to break the lock and we order a new one from Amazon.

We spend 2 extra nights at Cherry Creek State Park waiting delivery and the lock arrives in the late afternoon of day 2. Jeff successfully installs it and we are ready to go tomorrow morning.

Meanwhile, per the advice of the locksmith, we decide to contact our insurance company and I begin composing a love letter to Forest River!

At last, we head back to Lake Elsinore on October 5th, deciding to postpone our National Parks’ adventures in Utah. We’re ready to settle in for the winter since we’ve been traveling non-stop since August 1st.

We take I-25 South out of Denver and cut over to Highway 160 for a beautiful drive through the Rio Grande National Forest.





We spend the night outside of Pagosa Springs, CO.



What is that towering rock in the background?


A close-up shot from my iPad…


The next day we enter Utah and the landscape changes.



Jeff finds a State Park near Mexican Hat where we plan to spend the night. We have potable water in the fresh water tank and the gray and black tanks are empty. State Parks provide electric hook-ups, at the most. Highway 160 becomes 163 in Utah. We drive toward, through, and beyond Bluff, Utah until






we turn north on 261 for about a mile,




and then turn west onto 361, the almost 4 mile paved access road to Gooseneck State Park.







And then we arrive at the edge of Amazement!