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Sunday, January 13, 2008 - Brantley Lake State Park, Carlsbad NM

Dawn, Brantley Lake State Park, Carlsbad NM, January 14, 2008
Dawn, Brantley Lake State Park, Carlsbad NM, January 14, 2008

Where am I?

You, dear reader, are probably wondering where I've wandered off to. It's been 5 days now since I've posted a page here. It's Thursday the 17th as I write this, trying to catch up with this journal.

My kilter is off

I got nicely settled in here only to discover a problem with internet access that threw me off kilter to the point that I gave up trying to post my ramblings here. What you are reading was posted much later and from far far away.

My internet access is unusable here.

As you probably know I use Verizon's Broadband service for internet access. It has been working pretty well - until now. Coming south in the fall I had EVDO high speed access most of the way down and good solid 1X service nearly everywhere else. There is a good 1X Extended Network signal here but I've suffered several dropped calls on my cell phone and so many drop outs on the modem access that I've just about given up trying to do anything significant on line. This is a first. Slow service, yes, but not drop outs, no.

My hard drive is full

On top of that my Mac iBook's hard drive is full enough that it slows the machine down (and at one point locked it up). There needs to be some free space on the drive for working files and virtual memory. In particular iPhoto seems to need quite a bit. I try to prune out questionable images as I go along but even so this new camera creates big files and fills up my limited drive space. It is getting to the point where I've got to do something. Prune some more. Reorganize my backup drive and move some there. Get another backup drive. Soon. Soon as I get my equilibrium back from this poor internet access that is.

My how easy it is to get thrown off kilter these days. Why is that?

Night camp

Brantley Lake State Park, Carlsbad NM

Canning the Blueberries

Another wait of more than an hour and he was back in the berry picking business. He found some good patches and was really canning the blueberries. Only room for so many and what appeared to be about two gallons spilled out behind. Now and again he used the claws of a front foot to rake a bush in front of the picker head.

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