The Nova and the Pop-Up. Skylight installed by this time.
We arrived at Lake Powell and set up the Pop Up. It was at this time that I began to cuss anew, our stop in Dillon. When I had opened up the pop up to get something I flipped on a light. This switch had the ability to turn on two lights, either one at a time, or both at the same time. I chose both at the same time. I was happy I could just find the switch. Light One illuminated the floor of the very enclosed, unpopped, camper, so I could find what I was looking for. Light Two did nothing, as it was squashed against the canvas folds of one side of the camper. That was OK, I didn’t need it. I also didn’t shut it off. I got back in the car and headed west. So as we drove the light was being powered by the alternator on the Nova it didn’t run down the battery. So it burned brightly for another 6 hours. “Burned” being the operative word. The heat the bulb generated melted the plastic cover and burned through two layers of canvas.
I was lucky there was no fire. But for some reason I wasn’t dwelling on how lucky I was. I two holes right over my bed. But, we made the best of it. I had JB Weld in my tool box, and we cannibalized some heavy plastic that we kept the camper dishes in. With those two components I created a teeny tiny sky light, and we blew off the incident from that point.
At Lake Powell. It was kind of barren, but this geological feature was very pretty.
Afterwards Jolene and I went off to try to fish. It is best to fish Lake Powell from a boat. I didn't know that and it was too late to even think of renting one. Plus the wind was blowing pretty good. Fishing in the wind sucks. It is zero fun. It is less than zero fun if you are getting no bites. We weren’t. So without even a nibble to brag about we went back to the camper to tell Margo of our luck.
She was busy making dinner on the propane stove. Jessi was sleeping as Margo had already fed her. Margo had premade most of the day’s formula bottles for Jessi, but she left them on the floorboard of the car. They all spoiled for some reason. We thought that either the electric cigarette-lighter powered bottle warmer had malfunctioned and gotten them too warm. Or, that the heater had cooked them. When we got back Margo showed us the remnants of a broken glass baby bottle. This had been her first attempt to heat up a bottle on this stove. She explained she had heated the water and then put a cold bottle in the pan. She knew better, and got a physics lesson to remind her why you don’t do that. The mess wasn’t too bad, as it mostly went in the pan.
We ate and Margo decided to do a little exploring before we lost all of our daylight.
There was not a lot to see, but she and Jolene did see a lizard there in the campground. Jolene thought that was pretty cool and had her mother take a picture of it.
Tired after a long day of drving. Jessi did a lot of sleeping
That was really it for the day. It had been a long drive. We had an adventure or two and we had seen a lot of pretty country driving through the Colorado and Utah mountains. So we went to bed pretty early, knowing we had another 8 hours to drive tomorrow.