BEAUTY & OOPS

   Having inadvertently dumped sewage in Hurricane, UT., next to the Mormon mink farmer's big rig, then dumping high test at the Valaro gas station in Clyde, Tx.            I was beginning to wonder about EGG neurosis.  Be that as it may, I'm flipping back in the travel chronology to fill in three events:  Bryce Canyon, Kodachrome Basin & Tucumcari KOA, the dust storm, snow, and the nifty shower stall notice.

   Like the Grand Canyon, you look down into Bryce from its rim--a good bit higher than the GC, with elevations in excess of 9000'. You'll note the snow remnants, an  arch or two; etc. Kodachrome Basin is a noted, v. remote campground & the spot  the former film & camera corp. came to test the accuracy of their color film. And then there was the sand storm on I-40--a blinding event forcing all but a few wacky truckers to bail off. We landed  at the Tucumcari, NM KOA--lost in time, run down, a remnant from the 50's.

An ancient walkie-talky on the front door was how you roused the owner. There were few campers--most arriving due to the sand and horrid wind. The notice on the shower stall wall is self-explanatory. This KOA would be a choice spot for a David Lynch movie.  The next AM the ground was covered with snow & all connections frozen.  I filled my trusty 5 gal. bucked with hot h20 from the men's room, flushed it down the EGG's sink & toilet, got out my trusty pliers & we broke camp & blasted off, East, on I-40.  Later...