February 23rd 2020

Sunday morning at about 7 am, a full cup of coffee and Baileys, the sun has risen over the mountains to the east of our park, after an unusual rainy day in Nevada. And we are looking for something to do. Oh we could just kick back as we did yesterday, but after a week on the strip and all the hustle and bustle it is hard to just stop going. So today we are heading north on I-15 to Nevada’s first state park, our GPS told us it would be a 65 minute drive. Now we have never been to this park even being in the Vegas area multiple times over the last twenty plus years, no it wasn’t until I seen some of Gary Carey’s Facebook posts over the last week or so that it really peaked our interest.

And as luck would have it after a couple of hikes at the park, we were heading back toward the visitor center and I caught a glimpse of a face I recognized, it was Gary and Jean as they we pulling into an open spot near the fire wave hike, it always amazes me just how small this world really is. We met Gary and Jean November 2018 at the Three Lakes Wildlife Management Area in Florida, these kids have been boondocking before boondocking was cool and we have learned a lot from them through their posts and our chats.

Miss Laurie posing with a few big horn sheep. Wildlife has always seemed very elusive through our travels, two months in Newfoundland and we never seen a moose, two months in Arizona and a couple of ground squirrels and a few bunnies, despite all those wildlife signs…

The views that we seen, the rock formations, the colours, the wildlife, this has been an amazing day trip. Before we had even made it to the gate we ran across a dozen sheep resting near the side of the road, the park fee was $10 per car, a far better deal than the inflated prices at the Hoover dam. Miss Laurie is the photographer of this operation, taking 250 photos to day along. Her photos just make my phone photos just look sad, but I didn’t set this up as a photo blog, so my photos just are only designed to help paint a picture of what I’m trying to explain, I may have met my match with this park. Neither photos or words can do this park justice, as I spoke with Gary he said they had passed through this area a few years ago and he said at that time they just did not recognize it’s beautiful that he and Jean have found now. I’m just going to add a couple more photos and try again in a couple of weeks when I do an attraction review. So just enjoy and given the opportunity to see this park for your self and take advantage of the opportunity, it is truly beyond my expectations…just saying.

We arrived back to the coach today to find someone had stole my bike off the bike rack on the back of our coach. This was a fear that we had more when we first started into this life style…and leaving the coach at an RV park for a week you hope you are with good honest people. According to our neighbour the bike disappeared Monday night, he said the bike was there when he went in on Monday but noticed it was gone on Tuesday morning when he left his trailer, he also seen the seat the idiot brought with him.

I will discuss the RV park more in a review blog…all I want to touch on now is the loss of a twenty year old, promotional bike that we purchased through a car dealership we were working at more than twenty years ago. I had replaced the tires last winter but the one still goes flat regularly, it had no seat so the brain surgeon that stole it brought a seat with him, but he wasn’t smart enough to bring one the right size.

So this idiot even after casing his target, he still left with out a seat, most bike thefts are deterred by removing the seat so I still have the seat in the coach, as most bike thefts are just to be used as a short term transportation to a different area in town…but this waste of skin actually had enough thought process to plan the theft, not a lot of thought but at least some.

So when I reported the theft to the park they sent out a security guard to take a statement, my expectations we very low, and they met my expectations. I provided a statement, and while the young fellow said all the right things, there is nothing that they can do and I just didn’t think the Las Vegas metro police would want to waste time with the theft of a bike that realistically is worth nothing, and with my luck they would find it and they would expect me to pay to have it shipped.

No my twenty year old rusty bike is gone, and I just have to accept that some piece of shit has my bike, and now I just need to move on. But I just picture some idiot trying to ride the bike down the road with a soft front tire, and no seat, wearing a red MAGA backwards on his brain space…duh I hope he’s ok…lol