OHHH, My Aching Feet, or The Park Opened Yesterday…

It's still winter up here.

I spent last week in training for 4 days, or in powerpoint hell, whichever way you look at it. A lot of the material we covered was refresher, some was new, but I can’t really say it was interesting. On the last day, Friday, we went out to the entrance station to practice doing transactions and making sure we had all the forms and equipment we needed for opening day. We encountered a mini-blizzard–NOT the ice cream kind, either. Mother Nature decided to bless us with another inch or so of snow. It was quite pretty coming down, but rather cold.

Me and my friend.

Friday was also dress rehearsal for us. We had to get our uniforms out of storage, brush off the hats, and try on those new boots.  I had bought some insoles for my boots, because the last pair of boots I had needed them to be comfortable. I found out that this new pair doesn’t need them, because my feet STILL hurt from that first day. I took the insoles out that night, and the boots are good to go without them.  The only other little problem I had was that I discovered I had eaten way too much catfish over the winter–I could barely button my pants. What was I thinking???

The trail.

So you might ask why I go through the boring training, the snow until July, and the too tight pants? Because this is my commute: I walk about a half a mile through aspens and ponderosa pine forest to get to my job. It beats the heck out of 37 miles one way on I-285 any day of the week!

Our Sweet Home In Alabama!

After a trip that took us  six days to drive 1810 miles, through 6 states and 3 time zones, we have arrived at our winter home in Greensboro, Alabama. Payne Lake Campground in the Talledega National Forest is where we will be spending the next few months.  The folks we’ll be working with are very glad to see us, and we are just as glad to be here. 

 
This place is gorgeous. We have a really nice campsite, up on a hill, overlooking the lake. There is a washer and dryer, and a freezer for us to use while we are here. A golf cart, and a riding lawn mower, and best of all, satellite internet service right at our site! We feel really loved already and we just got here. 


 
This is the entrance road to the campground and day use area. We stopped here to wait for Joe, the forest service guy to meet us there and show us where we our campsite is. 
 
Another view of the entrance road. The closest town is 16 miles away in Greensboro. It is very quiet here.
One more view of the entrance road. 
  
This is our front yard at our campsite. There is a huge oak tree, a picnic table, a fire ring, and you can see the lake across the road. 
  
The West Campground has 18 sites, 9 of them have water and electric hook-ups, the other nine have only water. At the East Campground there are  32 primitive sites for tents with no hook-ups. The East campground is closed right now, as they do not have water over there at the moment. That is coming, and there will be another camp host couple over on that side in a couple of weeks.
  
More of the campground. This campground is really nice, we would recommend it to anyone. The larger sites with water and electric look like they could accomodate a 30 foot RV or trailer. 
  
 This was on Saturday–it was a beautiful day, with sunshine and puffy clouds. These geese probably don’t know there are alligators in that lake!

  
 There’s our trailer, up on that hill. Doesn’t that look nice?

 
And this was taken from the dam. The fall colors are just starting here but it is already beautiful. I know soon it will be winter, so we are enjoying this view while we can. 

Today, Joe came over and took us on a tour of the place, showing us where to get supplies, what we are expected to do, and such as that. Tomorrow, we go to town to pick up some personal supplies, then the next day we’ll get to work getting things in shape for campers who will be coming in soon.

A Very Long Time Coming

Last winter we worked at a Christmas tree lot with our friends. It was very hard work, having to lug all those trees around, keeping them watered, fluffing them out, standing them up, tying onto people’s cars, etc.  Our last day working there was Christmas Eve. When we received our last paychecks, each of us was shorted 13 hours pay. Our friend, Lynda, who was the manager of the lot, called the owner of the company several times, and sent several e-mails, with no result.  I also called several times, and sent several e-mails, and then just decided to write it off, and call it one more business owner who took advantage of a traveling gypsy employee. 
Well, guess what? On Friday, this was in the mail!

It only took, what? almost 10 months for him to pay us? At least he did, but we won’t be selling Christmas trees again. Ever. 

I Had A Little Visitor On The Job Today

I was working out at the entrance station today. I didn’t hear this little guy come in, but I did hear him bonk his little head on the window. He was stunned a little bit, I think.


He sat there on top of the sign that says “Sorry, Our Campground Is Full”, looking out at the meadow in the distance, probably wondering where the heck he was.


The little poser sat there quite still and let me get very close to get a nice picture. Then, I picked him in my hands, and took him outside, where he quickly flew away into the trees. It was amazing how soft and fluffy he was, and how he seemed to not weigh anything at all. I was afraid I might crush his little self if I held him too tightly.


Bye, bye, little friend! Come to visit again some time!

The Man Helps Around The House, How Could I Not Love Him?

What a week—work work work. But thank the Lord, I have a job. And a job I love, at that. I worked the late shift every day last week, so I was not doing the cleaning and cooking for the most part. Yesterday FabGrandpa was off and I had to work, so he cleaned house from one end to the other. It was soooo nice to come home and not have to worry about doing all that.

He has been doing the cooking all week–I leave all the ingredients out on the counter, with detailed instructions, and he puts them together and gets dinner ready. He has been doing a pretty good job of it, too.

He has made chili, goulash, and beef stew, all according to directions from me, and all I have had to do was come home and eat. I am liking this set up—I am liking it A LOT. One night he even baked some chicken thighs and made some rice. Since he follows my directions to the letter, and there are no wheat products in the house at all, everything is gluten free, too.

The beef stew he made was especially good. Of course, I cut everything up and got it all ready for him, and all he had to do was put it all in the crock-pot at a certain time, but HE did do that so he gets the credit for making it. Here is the recipe:

1 lb cubed steak, cut up into bite sized pieces
1 large onion, chopped
olive oil
4 potatoes, unpeeled, cut up in bite sized pieces
4 carrots, peeled and sliced
2 portabella mushrooms, chopped
2 stalks celery, chopped
Aunt Cora’s seasoning
½ tsp garlic powder
1 tsp black pepper
1 tsp salt
1 16 oz can crushed tomatoes
enough water to cover all in the crock-pot

Sprinkle the cubed steak pieces with Aunt Cora’s seasoning. Heat a couple of tablespoons of olive oil in a skillet. Add the steak pieces and onion; cook until the onions are clear and the steak is browned. Pour into crock-pot. Add all the rest of the ingredients, and cook on high in crock-pot for 4 hours. Simple to make, yum to eat, gluten free for your safe eating.

The Night Before


Kathie seems to be very interested in what Susan has to say, while Ace just watches the fire.


Val looks confused, while Bob just looks amused.

Richard looking down at his feet while Mary holds the leash.


Gizmo checking out Richard’s feet.


The night before we opened, our department had a cookout at the campground. The campground host cooked us some hamburgers and baked beans. We had a fun time, socializing and getting to know each other better outside of the classroom. It was a great time, and helped loosen us up a bit. Of course, the campground was empty because we were still closed. The gates opened the next day, and we haven’t had time to breathe since.