Have you ever felt like a ton of brick just fell from the sky at some random point in your journey in life and landed smack dab on top of your noggin? This weekend is the "final" garage sale for the Mrs' mom who is moving out of her house. We accomplished a feat that I think was near impossible. Take 35 years worth of accumulated hoch ( that's junk to you out side the family Smeag) and either sell it, trash it, give it away or store it. I am grateful to say that we successfully got mucho dinero' for the majority of it and several scrapes, bumps pulled muscles and raging headaches in the process. The accumulated hoch is now located in a concealed bunker in a top secret location that conveniently charges a nominal fee for access. If I told you were it was at I would have to kill you, I mean like go spider monkey on ya.

Oh now that the heat has been turned up in the dessert southwest we have butted about the idea of having our own garage sale to try and recompensed ourselves for travel time, labor and general self satisfaction of being able to stand in the garage and see the floor. Stay tuned I may be sending out a may-day for a gallon of Gatorade and a moist towelette.

To start this funtastic story I have to give you a little back ground. It rained this week ,not much, just enough to put a slight dusting of snow on our beautiful Sky Island Mount Graham. By the way in case no on noticed it's May and we live in Arizona, snow is never included in that equation. So this week was our annual ward Father Son Camp Out which just happened to be at the top of that beautiful sky island, pause for dramatic gasp. You got it all week long that great creation rising from the desert floor was assaulted by wind and rain and snow. Let's just say Tuesday, Wednesday and Friday I kept glancing up at the summit thinking to my self "am I really going up there in this?" Friday morning came and the promised sunny weather did not arrive the top 3000 feet or so of the 10000 ft tall Leviathan could not be seen due to dense clouds. Might as well have been the Scottish Highland. UGH! again I think "Am I really gong up there in this?". However the day turned brighter and the hour long drive up the winding road was both refreshing and relaxing. I watched the outside temp gauge dropping as I climb though.

Arriving at "Treasure Cove" the 3rd one there I had my choice of spot which actually turned out to only be 4 or 5 since the road was a little washed out. Not to fear though I found one of the only level spots in there with a fire ring in front. Bammo Zamo my great instant pop up tent worked great (except it is now missing the rings for stakes, plastic does not do well in storage apparently). I set up camp and got to build a nice cozy fire while the ward fathers trickled in. There was a great big group bon fire, however it's just not camping if you don't have your own fire. Supper was cooked for us and we had delicious Indian Fry Bread with chili beans, lettuce, cheese, tomatoes and hot sauce. And for dessert Indian Fry Bread with butter and honey. MMMMMMMMMMMM delicious! Well as the sun dropped so did the temperature. By about 9:30 it was probably 40 degrees (To those in colder regions this is cold in AZ). Some of my fellow campers and I stayed up late talking and shared some hot coco that I whipped up (thankfully they had some at the gas station on the way). Bed time was an adventure, thanks to some great foresight on my part I brought 2 sleeping bags for moi' and a nice 3 inch air mattress. So it was time to snuggle down and stay warm off the ground ( no rocks or pine cones) and go to sleep. NOT! Some one forgot to turn off the lights,LOL there was a full moon last night and it was like some one had their flashlight pointed at my tent. Finally I drifted off to little camper land and woke up around to 35 degrees at 6 am. We had some more hot coco while breakfast was cooking and then chatted for a while. I left about 9:30 and took my time driving down stopping to pick some wild flowers and pine needles for Mrs. Smeag to scrapbook about and also found a little stream trickling down the hill with moss growing all over it. She loved the moss more than the flowers ( Note to self : Future mothers day gift).

So I am home now after shaking of the "natural man" smells that you get camping I can tell you that showers are so cool! What would we do with out them.

Due to recent natural disasters and man made catastrophes in South East Asia North Korea and Kim Jung Il have announced they are going to start patrolling the sky's on the look out for potential danger. The are looking for a few good little men. Here's the recruiting video.




They are expecting at least 3 good recruits and at least 300 grown American men who live with there mothers to tell their online girlfriend they are part of the new Top Gun program.