Eggs...you want some fresh eggs???

Trip Start Aug 07, 2009
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Trip End Jan 13, 2010


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Red Rock Campground

Flag of United States  , Utah
Wednesday, November 11, 2009

I woke up and decided I really needed to make a supply run...my sandals just aren't sticking to the duck tape anymore.  I need face cream with spf 30...my freckles are smilin' at the sun.  Tommy needs an oil change.  I need a haircut...I need STUFF!  Small towns are quaint, but extremely limited in supplies.  So I figured I would make a loop out of going to Cedar City, and across through Dixie National Forest to loop back to Kanab ( the town itself is not the major attraction, but the area surrounding it is). 
Cedar City didn't list much in the way of campgrounds so I stayed in Kanarraville, a little spit of a town.  But, the campground had a shower, and I was in grave need, and a laundromat...Roxi's hairy and her blankies needed washing.  It was also suppose to storm...I wanted to be plugged in.  Shortly after arriving, Steve greeted me...my neighbor, not a camper, but a resident of Kanarraville.  He lived next door in a trailer with a bunch of chickens.  He was busy corralling his rooster around my van when he introduced himself.  Yup.  Small town.  Thought it was best to leave Roxi IN the van at that point.  He waved me over to his place once the rooster was lassooed and gave me a half dozen fresh farm egss...technically free range as they walk about the main road just in front of his trailer...really.  They come when he calls them.  He had venison chilli on...I'm sure he would have had me over to dinner if I had shown the least bit of encouragement, but I was feeling a little dubious at that point.  His place was laquered with pinups of scantly clad women, but it was tidy and clean.  He had moved from Las Vegas after his grandma had sold the ranch.  Apparently, it wasn't the same after that.  But, he loved it here...was never leaving.  He tried real hard to talk me into staying a few days so that we could go hiking... I heard him mentioning the same thing to another fellow in the campground before he started chasing his rooster around.  I think he might be a little lonely.  But, a nice enough fellow.  He put his arm around me when I went to leave and gave me a squeeze resembling a half hug...that was enough of that.  I'se out of there. 
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