1-15-05

Big Smoky, Goldfield

 

While I was sitting in the BLM office, a couple of old rancher guys came in. they introduced themselves and soon this yahoo kid in long underwear shirt with a Hawaiian shirt over the top with a funky hikers hat came out and led them into a ‘conference’ room. You could tell they guys were thinking this was going to be the shits dealing with this young whipper-snapper from some place. Here is the picikup outside that must have been theses.  

 

The hot spring was great as usual. There wasn’t much snow left on the ground and the temperature was above freezing so there was a little mud in spots. Someone had been there not too long before I got there as I could see tracks that hadn’t melted yet. I don’t think they took a bath, probably just some cowboys or miners checking out the hot spring for naked hippie chicks, which are always nice to find. The water was just a little too hot and it was real pain to get in. when the water is really hot, if you don’t move, a layer of insulating water stays around you and it is possible to stand it for a few minutes. If you move, it is like fire! I moved the pipe so none of the hot water came in the tank and after an hour or so it was just right. I had been having a headache for a couple of days from a muscle that was cramped up in my neck. The hot water and total relaxation sent it on its way.

Big Smoky Valley

 

Big Smoky is such a nice valley to travel down in the winter. There is almost no traffic and you can see the numerous hot springs smoking away in the cold desert air.

 

I made it to Goldfield around dark and it was nice to have a pile of firewood and a rocking chair to relax in. I took a walk around camp this morning and all seems to be OK.

 Headquarters, Goldfield, Nv.

 
It looks like I need to do a little roofing on this cabin. I haven’t done any up keep on these cabins since I bought my farm in Fish Lake Valley twenty years ago. I keep saying that I need to get down here and do some maintenance, but never seem to get it done. The desert is very forgiving as nothing rots or rusts away. It will dry out and blow away or sometimes will sprout legs and walk away.
J

 

Ok, here we are in Beatty and it its 58 degrees.

 I met Ken in Goldfield and we are at the Beatty library now on our way to Tom’s place in Indian Springs. That is Wendy his dog at Ken’s feet. This time the computer hooked right up as last time but wouldn’t let me access the Internet just like last time. Fortunately this time there was a guy here that knew how to get it to work. Evidently there are two wifi transmitters and one is secure. The motorcycle guys are all over the place and it makes me wish now that I had brought mine down too.

 

Time to get out on the road.

 

Cheers, Rx

 

  

 

DezertDog.com (Rex)

1375 MT 59 S

Miles City, Montana 59301

406-853-1940 (cell)

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