Settleing In At The North Rim

We arrived here last Saturday in the afternoon. We set up the trailer and rested on Sunday. I started working on Monday morning. For this week, there was just me and my lead (supervisor), Kathie, here. Training starts tomorrow, but we were busy all last week getting things ready. It was my job to make copies, tons of them, to make the training manuals.

When I finished making the training manuals, the two of us went through all of them to make sure they are all the same. They were, thank goodness.

Then, I went over to the campground to clean and stock the campground office. The building was new last year, and has lots of cabinets and drawers in it. Last year, none of them were labeled, so I took a couple of hours to making labels and attaching them to all the drawers and doors. Now we will be able find things quickly!

The next task was to inventory the signs at the various bulletin boards around the campground, and make new ones. Printing was pretty quick, but the laminating took a while as there are lots of signs.

Meanwhile, the volunteer camp host was busy splitting wood from trees that fell over the winter for us to use in our wood stove out at the entrance station:

Doing all that stuff involved a lot of walking around. Our office is about a hundred yards from the admin office, and every time I had to make copies, or print in color, or use the laminator, I had to walk over there and back. Walking around the campground taking inventory of things was another long stroll, too. Combine all that walking with getting used to an altitude of over 8800 feet, and I was pooped out at the end of every day!

(A stand of Aspens near the group sites in the campground)

On Friday, when all the campground stuff was as done as we could get it, Kathie and I drove out to the entrance station to start the process out there. The entrance station is 10.5 miles from our office. We had been hearing co-workers from other departments telling us about seeing a couple of turkeys out at th 7 mile marker on Hwy 67, so we both had our cameras with us, ready if we saw them. Sure enough, we DID run into a couple of turkeys out there on the side of the road, just not the ones we were looking for:

(Fabgrandpa and Harry)

Finally, the week was over, and I had two days off, Saturday and Sunday. Yesterday, I did all the laundry, cleaned the trailer, cooked dinner, and read part of a book I found in the library here. Silent Witness by Mark Fuhrman is the story of Terry Schiavo’s death. It is very interesting, written by a retired homicide detective.

Today, we got up very early and decided to drive down to Jacob Lake, about 45 miles away, to have breakfast, but the main reason for the drive was because it was such a beautiful day. The sun is shining and there are fluffy white coulds floating by. We saw a few deer, but I still did not see the turkeys. On the way back, the combination lock on the gate was messed up and wouldn’t open. I was going to drive back 5 miles to the nearest pay phone and call for help, but I passed a law enforcement ranger who stopped, and he had a key to let us in. Hooray for that!!!

The rest of the afternoon was spent baking. I made some blackberry and some strawberry muffins, with real fruit in them:

Also, a dozen Kinniknick rolls:

I should be set for a week or two on breads. I am also thinking about making one of those yummo Lemon Cakes. It sure would taste good!