Dometic (rant)

Our electric Dometic CoolFreeze gave up the ghost last night. It is dead with an inch of melted ice-no-more water in the bottom of the freezer side. It is 5 years old. It’s been used a lot. I can forgive. I cannot forget nor forgive Dometic for its website and Covid induced destruction. 

Dometic has at least a dozen ‘service dealers’ listed in the Denver/Ft. Collins area (future stop for potential repairs?). Half are no longer in business. the other half are no longer Dometic dealers. One could give me an ‘appointment ‘ in October. 

‘October 2022’, I presume, sarcastically. 

‘Oh! No, Sir. October 2024.’

I now have a veery expensive ice chest. And we still enjoy ice!

Arapaho – Pool

We went swimming to cool EM off after her hot, dusty day on the road and to cool me off of 3 hours of trying to repair or replace the cooler. *SMSH* Waste of my time. 

The pool was grand! A young girl asked us to play ‘no touch’. The object of the game was to keep the beach ball off the surface of the water. Kinda like volleyball with no net. We had so much fun, my wrists were sore later that evening. 

When we said we had to leave, we were asked if we were coming back tomorrow? I explained we were not, and why. 

She said, ‘Well on your way back home, stop in and tell me what the west was like.’

I didn’t know what to say. I felt so many thoughts, I didn’t know which one to pick.  I don’t know were to begin or how to describe the flood of emotion I found myself in. So we’ll leave this as a memory marker and come back to explore more deeply on another day. 

Welcome to Paradise

Arapaho City Campground was awesome! Shaded concrete pad, flush toilets, shower, clean and well maintained, quiet, breezy, cooling off with sprinklers keeping the grass green, while robins alternated hunting bugs in the damp soil, hopping into the shower stream to cool off, and hopping away from the stream so as to not get too wet and cooled. Almost as good as our own chicken tv, yet no Grand Dame to come roost beside me while we watched the show. And then…….. memories of Medicine Bow, Wyoming – as the first train blew its horns and rolled through town for 10 minutes. 

Laughed so hard, I hurt myself. 

Hey! Pipster! 66 and STILL not sleeping in no stinking Holiday Inn Express on MYYY freakin’ vacation!!!!  Love you, baby.   : )