This is the entrance station at the North Rim of the Grand Canyon. The photo was taken on May 9, 2008. The park opens on May 15th each year. I was there because this is where I work. I am a seasonal park ranger there. I just love my cubicle!
We talked to the boss man at the job yesterday, and finalized a return to work date, so we will be rolling down the road in just one week from today.
The plan right now is to leave here on Tuesday morning, and go as far as Flagstaff. We’ll spend two nights there so we can stock up the pantry and get some needed supplies, then we’re off to the North Rim again. We should get there on Friday afternoon. I can hardly wait!
I applied for a job that asked the question on the application, “How many words per minute do you type?” I thought I could type about 30 words per minute, which is the minimum required for being qualified for that job.
So, after I sent in my application, I started having doubts about my actual typing ability. I mean, I had jobs in the past where I was required to type a certain number of words per minute, but not in recent years. And for all the writing I do now, for blog posts, emails, freelance articles, etc., I just type and don’t worry about errors because of good old spellcheck. Get it typed, run spellcheck, all is good. Right? Unless you have typed “ass” instead of “add”. Spellcheck won’t find the error and you’ll look like an add. hahahah.
Just to ease my mind that I had not fibbed on my application, I googled for an online typing test, And guess what? I did 50 words per minute! Yay!
So, tell me how well you did.
We were invited to a meet-up today with some members of an online forum from Workamper News Magazine. The place we were to meet was a gold claim on BLM land east of Quartzsite, about 30 or so miles from where we are parked.
This is the road to the claim. It is the good part of the road. We went about four miles out then turned off on a side road that looked more like a pig trail. Very rough, very remote.
I think they said this is a contraption used for dry panning for gold. They put the dirt in there, then sift it. Or something like that. Shit, I really don’t know HOW it is used, just that they were using it to look for gold. It was really very interesting. Really.
FabGrandpa and I walked up that hill. I got some cactus stickers in my leg. That part was not fun. It was another beautiful blue sky day. I think I got sunburned on my face. That part was not fun, either, but I really did have fun today.
Some more scenery. I love this place.
Here, FabGrandpa is standing next to this big red cactus to demonstrate just how big it is. It had really big stickers on it, too. You don’t want to be falling on one of those babies!
See, I told you it had big stickers on it. Those things bite.
This one is tiny. I had to sit on the ground to get close enough to get this picture. It was about four inches across and about 5 inches tall. It had the remains of red flowers on it. I think this is where I got the cactus stickers in my leg.
The real name of this cactus is Cholla, but some people call it “jumping cactus” because if you brush up too close to it, the little arms will “jump” off onto your clothes. And that is not fun. No, it didn’t happen to me. And I hope it never does.
More scenery. Jaimie, the girl who owns the claim, told us she has seen bighorn sheep up there before. We didn’t see any today. Probably because there were too many people around.
Here we are, proof we were there, looking for gold! George, Jaimie, Lynda, and me.
This was a bunch of people camping on the BLM land on the way out to the claim. This was a couple of miles off the main road. I bet it is real quiet out there.
That is a tiny little house out there in the desert. I probably have more room in my RV than there is in that house. It is hard to believe someone actually lives out here.
A gravel pit mine on the way out to George and Jaimie’s claim. There were several claims being worked out there. Jaimie said they do find gold, but it is a LOT of work to find just a little bit.
Of course, Workampers can’t get together without eating! We all met up back in town at Palo Verde Restaurant. The food there was good. I had liver and onions, FabGrandpa had a rib eye steak. MMMM.
left to right: FabGrandpa, me, Jim and Bev (ymeIsay on the Workamper forums), Charlie and Lynda (G’Ma on the Workamper forums), George and Jaimie (Calamity Jaimie on the Workamper forums), and Bob and Ann (TwoRootless on the Workamper forums) 
Oh, and when we got home and were getting out of the truck, when Charlie opened his door, rocks fell out! Pretty rocks.
Yesterday I had some visitors at the Christmas tree lot. Harlan and Arnette, a couple from California who are workamping in Mesa, stopped by to say Hi! Arnette introduced herself and said she reads my blog. She really introduced herself as “Anonymous”, as she has commented a couple of times anonymously. It was great to meet them.
This is their first time workamping. Arnette just retired in May, but Harlan has been retired for 12 years. Lucky dog! They described their job as being “food service”, but what they do is serve punch and coffee and oversee whoever is serving the food at meal functions at the campground where they are staying. It sounded like a pretty good gig.
Oh, I just LOVE being recognized. It is so much fun.
We met Charlie and Lynda a couple of years ago, when we all worked together in Virginia. While we worked at that place, their motor home was parked next to ours. We spent a lot of time off the clock traveling around sightseeing together. It was there in Virginia that we all decided to work at a tree lot together sometime in the future. Well, that day has come.
Charlie and Lynda are managing the lot and we are working for them. Today was our first day on the job. When FabGrandpa and I arrived at the lot, the first delivery of trees had just been taken off the truck and were stacked up like this:
We had to put each one on a stand. You take a green plastic bowl that has a hole in the bottom of it, with a gasket in the hole. Then, you take one of these metal things and push it through the hole. The sharp metal part goes into the trunk of the tree. You take a large hammer and pound it into the tree trunk, then stand it up. While all that pounding is going on, someone takes a measuring stick and measures the tree, and someone writes the height, kind, and price of the tree on a tag and ties the tag to the top of the tree. Then you stand it up.
After the trees are standing up, you take a tree mover and move it where it is supposed to go. We lined them up in rows with all of one kind the same row. I have not bought a live tree since my youngest daughter was about 6 years old (she is now 33), so I have not even been on a tree lot in oh, about 27 years. So, I had never even seen on e of those nifty devices. It enables one old grandma to be able to move a 12 foot tree by herself!! Pretty cool! (That’s Charlie in the picture below. That red thingy with wheels, that is the tree moving device)
When you get the trees all lined up in rows, you fill the green bowl with water, then you have to cut the twine that binds them to remove it, and then fluff out the branches. They pretty much fall into place by themselves, but it is fun to see each one unfold and start to look like a beautiful Christmas tree right before your eyes. (That’s Lynda and FabGrandpa working in the picture below. And YES, I did do some work other than take pictures, thank you very much!)
We had a couple of customers while we were setting things up. You help the customer pick out a tree. When they have decided on THE tree, you put the tree on the mover, and take it over to an area where we have a chain saw, and cut off an inch or tow off the bottom of the trunk so the tree will be able to suck up water better. That makes it stay fresh longer. Then, we do the transaction at the register while someone helps the customer load up their tree. We also offer delivery service for an additional fee.
We have six kinds of trees: Noble Fir, Douglas Fir, Nordman Fir, Grand Fir, Fraser Fir, and Scotch Pines. They range from table toppers that are about 3 feet tall to over 12 feet tall. The huge Noble Firs cost $240!! (Here is FabGrandpa standing beside a big Noble Fir)
Here are me and Lynda by the same tree. The trees are really beautiful and smell so good!
Look at that cloudy sky. We had rain and thunderstorms in the forecast for tonight. After dark, Lynda and I went out in the parking lot to see how the lot looks from the out there. Pretty good, huh?
The lot will be open seven days a week from 9:00 a.m until 9:00 p.m. We’ll be working most days, but Charlie and Lynda are living in their motorhome on the lot, so they will not be able to leave until the lot closes on Christmas Eve. We really had fun working today, but don’t want the responsibility of managing the whole thing. I was secretly worried that I wouldn’t be able to do the work, but even though the trees were huge, it wasn’t more than I could do. Having that tree mover thingy was a big help. So, we go back and do it all again tomorrow.
