Location: Caballo Lake Campground, Caballo Lake, Caballo, New Mexico
Day 3 of our trip. Fishing will have to wait. We want to go exploring. From the campground we drive into the state park area west of the lake and north of our campsite. Before we left home, we looked on Google Maps and saw several interesting roads which went to the edge of the lake. We wander among them coming upon empty boondocking sites and sites that were occupied. It’s odd that there were no travel trailers here, just vehicles and tents.
We stop at the new state park horse corral. Big covered pens, running water, toilets, two covered picnic sites, and lockable corral storage. This blogger wrote used the corrals before they were even finished. The author writes about other horse friendly parks in Kansas, Florida, Mississippi, Arizona, and quite a few in New Mexico.
Hey Margo, what is that old codger doing? He’s exercising his dog. Huh? Sure enough, as he comes driving out of the creosote bushes there is a large dog following the truck. Margo met him the day before. He drives all around the roads. His dog met our dogs and his dog went “Eh” and went on about his business which was following his master.
Further on we meander through rougher territory, passing through salt cedar too tall to look over. Our destination is a clump of tall, green trees we could see from the campground (light blue arrow). We find a beautiful little camping area with nothing except a fire ring. It’s near the water. It’s a tiny little beach with sand and shade. The dogs adore it and they go crazy in the water. There’s no one within 200 yards of us.
A ranger stops to remind us that the water is rising. We thank him and he goes on his way. The day before a ranger checked my fishing license. They drive slowly through the campgrounds confirming that everyone has their permit attached to their vehicle and mobile dwelling.
At the campsite, Margo worked on the underside of the awning. Instead of having to work totally over her head, we were able to unscrew the hand screws on the awning supports and pull the fully extended awning end towards us. It’s amazing how clean she got the canvas. Gone was 95% of the mildew and all of the dirt. I couldn’t help but admire it. Then she closed it because the wind picked up.
As we are enjoying our time outside, we suddenly smell people poop. The campground host’s septic line had burst while pumping and sewage was spewing out. I ran over and yelled like a mad woman, “Your sewage…everywhere…”. They stopped the pump and made the fix. Pew-eee! Odoriferous. Where’s the VapoRub? The host and hostess should have showered us with $20 bills. If it had pumped empty they might have had to live over a septic field. In a huge, Class A RV.
They must have put something on the spill because it quickly quit stinking. Good thing, because supper was my job tonight.
I got out the new, little propane grill. We were gonna have hotdogs with lots of the fixins. The grill was brand new so I spent 15 minutes burning off the manufacturing impurities. Maybe my stench counteracted the neighbor’s stench?
The grill worked well, even in the fairly high wind. I’m sure I’ll be using it again. May have to try cooking biscuits in it.
After dark, we settled in the travel trailer and read. For sure, I am enjoying my gifted First Generation Nexus 7 as an e-reader.