Our time in Earp, CA

It's time.  After watching the sun rise and set from one place here at Earp, CA. on BLM land, it's time to move on up the Colorado River for different vistas and new experiences.  Besides, it's time to clean out my cache of pictures.

  

                                                               My kind of place.

WHITE-TAILED ANTELOPE SQUIRREL

This fellow would come and sit with a dozen beers, drink them, sleep and go in the next day for another dozen.

The night was exceptionally clear, I was lubricated, the camera was handy and so with a little fore-light by campfire and a 30 second exposure, "Me and the Big Dipper."

Swung the camera to the southeast and there hung Orion.

                                               Blue-tailed Lizard just a-loven the warm sun.

                                                   Your choice, "To eat or not to eat."

Panhandler in Parker, AZ asking for a handout in his work clothes.  Maybe a juggler or wanna-be hippie?

BLACK-TAILED KNATCATCHER                                       .
                                                     

 

Earp Sunrise

Earp Sunset

Fireside spirits

Thalia, the compounds pooch.

The girls thrashing out the afternoons news.

Jackie's pretty-stone obelisque.

 Jerry and Jan from Fruita, CO.

Old kids flying the two string kite.

Form in flight.

Maddie's rig after the rain.

Chimney Rock

Tim the Desert Dweller lives exclusivily in his Honda station wagon 12 months a year.  He's equipped with a wind generator, solar panels and a weather station.  Profession:  Professional Gamer.

I made our TV antenna out of a set of $5 rabbit ears and tin foil wrapped around a couple of wooden dowels.  Worked as well, in fact better, than the others around here with the "official" store bought models.

It took 2 smart phones and a laptop to book Jackie's flight to Washington.

Yikes, THUNDERHEAD, take cover.

Almost a paper moon.

Brown before the rain.

After an all day soaking, green.

Jackie's favorite stompings.

Parnel and Jackie trading picture taking secrets.

Feed bag and campfire put on by a couple of generous Canadians. 

One last sunset picture to say goodby and goodnight.