Wells Nevada, Wind Nevada

I spoke to a local and asked , “is it always windy like this?”   “No, he said, sometimes it is worse.”   We are more than a little concerned that the way they get new residents here is the wind. You pull off the highway and are afraid to get back on it in the wind.  We took the dogs for a long walk to “downtown”  the wind……have I already mentioned the wind?   Was gusting.  Stuff was flying. We were walking. The dogs looked like their heads were out the window on the freeway; so did we, I am sure.   When we arrived in “downtown” we were greeted with lots of chainlink fencing and views of rubble that previously had been older buildings. My first thought was that the wind had knocked town down. But no, it seems that there was a 6.0 earthquake in February and it had the dubious honor of taking out Wells.  So we are safely back in the MoHo enjoying champagne and pizza, watching tv and hoping the wind is a little less tomorrow.

Mother Nature is a Bitch

Soooooooooo we left home after packing furiously for three or four weeks. OK OK it only seemed that long. The tires on the MoHo started to bulge as we added heavier and heavier itens on top of one another. OK OK they didn’t actually bulge it just seemed that way in my mind as I shlept items to the roof to be tied down. Beverly Hill Billies got nothing on us.  So finally we left town a day or two later than initially thought. And drove all the way to GALT.  OK not a long distance to get going but who can denie the allure of the Butter Cup RV Park ??  We ahd a very nice visit then crack ‘o noon we headed off yet again and made it all the way to Truckee.    We stayed in the same site as a year ago in order to do some fishing.Jodee was gorgeous as ever in her flyfishing garg….. yet neither of us caught any fish. I however was eaten alive by mosquitoes….fun.   Next day we got serious about the miles and drove all the way to Wells Nevada. I BBQ’d filet mignon as Jodee made a lovely salad (don’t want skurvy, don’t ya know)  Wireless internet, electricity, sewer, water, hot showers !!!!! Luxury I tell you!!!!!  We woke up to 50 mile per hour gusts slamming the MoHo. Both of us pulled the covers over our heads and tried to ignor it. That of course did not work. Sooooo we are still in Wells as I was concerned about capsizing the MoHo. (Tipping over )

The Old Ho Rides Again…….

 

The old Ho rides again….

Well, as most of you know. The MoHo didn’t sell…..in spite of brilliant marketing strategies(craigs list)and a glorified version of her attributes(see former blog entry)  Could it be destiny? Or 5$ a gallon diesel prices ? Whichever the case…she is on the move again. A couple of weeks ago, we drove up to Calistoga and met up with Bonnie and Steve who had rented a motorhome for the weekend. This baby had all the bells and whistles. Their bump outs and automatic step taunted our Moho. However, being secure and comfortable in her own siding, all was well. Steve was kind enough to drive theirs when we went out and about.

 so..now what? well, we are in the process of packing the old girl up and driving her to Montana. I am hoping she will live out the rest of her natural life on our little piece of prairie just outside of Ennis. Her amenities will be appreciated while rebuilding the cabin…which is lacking. And down the dusty road, she might just be a perfect guest cottage. That’s right…you too may very well be able to have the experience the MoHo at some point. dreams do come true.