Based on the temperatures, we must have moved to the desert. As proof of that, we have our first slimy wildlife picture of the day, taken at the nature area.
As we drove into our new town, we passed two different coal plants, with their long conveyor systems that stretch high up into the hills. We are in coal country.
We also found that we are in fruit country. This little mountain valley has the right conditions for raising peaches, apricots, and cherries--three of Denisa's favorite things.
Normally this area would be too dry to successfully grow fruit, but they have found ways to provide the moisture needed. We drove to Orchard City, and found the "Fruit Growers Reservoir," used for irrigating the orchards in the area.
We spent one day driving the side roads and checking out the fruit stands and bakeries. We learned that if they advertise with words like "organic," "artisan," or "hand-crafted" the price will go up proportionally. After all our shopping and buying a few things here and there, we came back to Fritchman Orchards in Orchard City. The only word they use is "fresh." We like that!
So we bought a 25-pound box of orchard-packed peaches for $20. These were less expensive because they are smaller in size, but we think they are just right for trail snacking. This was a tough year for fruit, with a hard freeze in April that dipped all the way to 16 degrees and killed many of the fruit blooms. We also bought five pounds of peaches at the Hotchkiss fruit processing plant. They usually start packing peaches on June 15, but this year they didn't have any work until July 24--and then it was light.
In addition to peaches, Denisa bought almost the entire day's harvest of fresh peas. She loves to eat them raw, and these are delicious! They were picked this morning, so that qualifies them as fresh as well. It's hard to believe that this cool-weather delicacy can still be bought this late in the summer.
Since we are living in HOTchkiss, it is time to do some air-conditioner repair. Over a month ago, our rear air-conditioner quit working. Mark determined that the blower cage had broken, and he ordered a new one to be shipped to us. The Mountain Valley Meadows RV Park here in Hotchkiss was the first place that would accept mailed packages, and we got it here just in time!
Mark picked a nice afternoon to make the ten-minute installation. But like so many easy repairs, this one took longer than expected.
He easily unscrewed the air-conditioner cover to determine the problem earlier. But when he went to remove it today, one of the screws broke and refused to budge. It took some major ingenuity to cut off the bolt and then redesign its replacement.
Our destination for the day is the Grand Mesa, known as "the largest flattop mountain in the world." The Grand Mesa suddenly rises up from the hot valley to 10,000 feet in elevation. As we made the drive today, we watched the temperature gauge on the car lower by 15 degrees. Its lava-capped top has indentions that naturally made 300 lakes.
It was along that shore that we caught sight of a flash of blue feathers. Then the hunt was on for the stellar jay that was teasing us by landing in the rocks along the shore.
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