Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Fire, boat & banana peppers



It’s hard to believe that it is already July.  The summer is just zipping by here in Monument Colorado.  This is our fourth summer working here and for the second year in a row, we have been close to a major forest fire.  The Black Forest Fire started on June 11 and was about 14 miles east of the RV park.  We could see the clouds of smoke billowing up over the hills and at one point we were on the edge of a pre-evacuation zone.  At the height of the fire, over 41,000 people had been evacuated.  It was sort of ironic that we had people checking in to the park because they had been evacuated and we had people leaving the park because they didn’t want to be that close to a fire.  By the time the fire was out, it had burned 14,280 acres, destroyed 509 homes (some of them multimillion dollar places) and left two people dead.  Below are some pictures a friend took of some of the smoke.  There have been about six other fires in the state as well, but none of them quite a destructive.   Very sad way to start the summer.


                       View of the smoke over the rental units of the RV park.

Every summer our boss usually gives Clay and I a large project to work on in addition to our regular duties.  This year it is to pressure wash the deck and bridge that are on the two fishing ponds.  I’m not sure he realized just how big a project this would turn out to be.  It took us almost three days just to get the deck pressure washed.  To do the outside, we had to get the parks little row boat out.  We started out with me on the deck and Clay in the boat.  But the pressure washer acted like a little motor and I had a hard time holding onto the boat.  So next we tried with me in the boat with Clay.  (See pictures below!)  That was somewhat better, but it still put a pretty good strain on my arms.  So then we got two pieces of rope and tied the boat to the dock at each end and that worked much better.   After letting the dock dry for a couple of days, we then began staining it.  That also took about three days and required the use of the row boat once again.  But it was finished at last and looks pretty good.  Now we are starting on the bridge and it will take awhile to get it done as well.  Plus, there is not much room to work on the bridge and you get soaking wet from the back spray of the pressure washer.  But eventually it will be finished!

                                 Tami trying to hold on to the dock!
                         The finished deck.  Trust us, it looks better than it did!
                         The bridge, just waiting for us to get back to work.

Perhaps it’s not all the odd for two people who’ve lived together for 35 years to be in sync on things, but banana peppers…come on!  If you don’t know, banana peppers come in a jar suspended in brine much like pickles.  And it seems so strange that both Tami and I would, at the same time, discover the unique, albeit different, qualities about banana peppers. 

It came about because Tami likes onions and I do not, which makes this whole affair my fault.  At least I think it’s my fault.  (Of course it’s your fault.)  Anyway, Tami hates buying onions because she won’t usually get the whole thing eaten before it goes bad. (Yes, I know onions aren’t expensive, but I just hate throwing away food!)  But by some strange inspiration she decided to put banana peppers on a sandwich instead and discovered it was the perfect substitute for onions.  Wow!  (They don't really taste like an onion, but somehow they are just a good substitute!) 

It was about this same time that I discovered, quite accidentally, that if a person (a person not-to-be named) places the jar of banana peppers with an untightened lid (the lid WAS tight, but the jar fell over because someone hit one too many bumps in the road!) in the fridge directly above the fridge light, a spill might short out the light and cause a catastrophic failure.  Thanks goodness banana pepper juice isn’t flammable or this blog would be about roasted banana peppers.

But not to worry.  After a bit of disassembly, copious amounts of hot water followed by blasts of compressed air the shorted switch is all clean.  Reassembly is a snap and as I demonstrate the properly functioning light to the love of my life she makes the comment I’ve heard throughout our married life, “Wow, you fixed it!!!”  It’s the astonishment in her voice that gets me every time.

Now I know some of you think I make stuff up from time to time but really, could I have made this up?  I don’t think so.

Anyway, we hope things are going well for you where every you may be.  Take care and have a great rest of the summer!!

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