Checking out the Blue Angels

You probably wouldn't worry about what people thought of you if you knew how seldom they did.

We were busy on Tuesday.  We were really busy on Tuesday.  First of all we took a little drive right down the road about 50 miles towards El Centro.  This is where the Blue Angels practice their flying maneuvers during the winter months.  We both love watching them as they fly tip to tip.  The Blue Angels are absolutely fantastic and if you are any place close to El Centro Naval Air Facility you can watch them as they get ready for their performance throughout the United States.  If you hang around long enough, you’ll even have an opportunity to talk to the Blue Angel pilots and their crews.  You’re right.  We think they are a pretty special branch of the Navy.  Then, of course, I love being around the jets even down to the smells and sounds.  Maybe that has something to do with my background ... maybe.

There are quite a few Border Patrol stopping points in southern Arizona and California.  It’s not unusual to stop and have their dog walk around the car sniffing.  Sometimes we get questioned but most of the times they just wave us on.  At the checkpoint traveling west on I-8 there was a sign indicating the stats at their particular location in 2011.  We hadn’t seen a sign such as this before but we had always wondered if the stops really ever brought any results.  Obviously, they do.

On the way back we made a little stop at the Buttercup area of Imperial Sand Dunes.  These dunes are the largest ones in North America.  If you happen to be around on the weekend, you will notice they are absolutely packed with sand buggies, ATVs and other 4 wheelers.  However, being there on the weekend is not some place we would like to be.  We would much rather visit during the week when there are fewer people around.  

After we returned to our park, Terry decided to get the brakes done then instead of the next day when he had made the appointment.  That way he figured we would free up Wednesday so we could go ATV riding instead.  There’s one good thing about being close to a town where they have places to get things fixed or replaced.  You can get things done.

Tuesday evening we decided it was time to eat at the local Cracker Barrel.   Terry splurged and had their dumplings and, of course, I had to have the catfish.  Catfish is one of those food items that is rare in the Pacific Northwest.  There you get the salmon, halibut and ling cod.  Since fresh Pacific Ocean fish wasn’t as common when we lived in Texas, I got hooked on catfish.  Cracker Barrel has great catfish.

That’s it.  That was Tuesday.

P.S.  Stay tuned .... after the events of Wednesday we're thinking we need to get the eraser out and change our plans again.

‘Tis life on the road.