After five wonderfully busy days back in Michigan, I made my way home to Craig and Gus. I flew into Vegas around 9 pm, and was happy to see the little black Jeep among all the vehicles in the passenger pickup lanes. And because Craig really knows me, he had a bag of Jimmie John’s waiting for me with a #4 and vinegar & salt potato chips. Best husband ever!





We woke up to severe cold winds Tuesday morning. The camper and trailer were swaying and if not for the big rocks Craig put on our mats, they would’ve been long gone. Because I was still feeling the effects from my trip home, I was fine with hunkering down and streaming some movies while Craig read.
Early in the morning on Wednesday, we woke up to find a puddle of throw up next to Gus. We got that cleaned up and went back to bed, only to have him do it again. He proceeded to throw up 5 more times throughout the day. We had no idea what was going on as we hadn’t given him any bits in the last few days besides a little egg. And the last few times he got sick, he pretty much had nothing left in his stomach anyway. Poor guy. We had planned to tour around in the Jeep but decided to stay in camp and let him rest. He didn’t eat or drink much all day and finally fell asleep after some restlessness.


After that we had more errands to run; laundry, replace the nozzle on our water hose, groceries, ice and gas. We unloaded it all back at camp and wanted to use the last remaining hours of light we had to drive a few trails close to our camp.
The first one dead-ended which wasn’t fun. But the second one, North Mine trail, was a ridge trail that took us into the mountains and gave us some really beautiful sights. We ended up at an old mine at dusk and were able to get a few pictures. As we drove back, we saw a cool cloudy sunset and were then left with the light pollution from Vegas behind the mountain.


Off to the Desert Bar…