Decided to start the day off with KOA pancakes…..all you can eat. Turns out the pancake maker….was a bit of an artist and using colored pancake batter, he was making custom cakes. Clint ended up with a Sponge Bob cake…..which it turns out he was more interested in the concept than the cake….I ended up eating it.
A short day in the car….just a little over 4 hours to get to Kykotsmovi Village….the last 120-miles on a two lane, middle of nowhere desert road. Kykotsmovi Village consists of a number of trailers and cinderblock buildings in the desert….with a whole lot of cars and car parts as lawn ornaments. Easily found the Hopi Mission School…..but there wasn’t anyone around. So we broke out the lawn chairs, found a patch of shade under the canopy entrance to the gym and waited.
After 40-minutes of waiting, a couple of guys showed up, introduced themselves and started getting us settled in…….there was a lot of action all at once and within about 5-minutes, I found myself in my truck with a guy named Cody (from Montana, wearing a cowboy hat), driving through the sand trying to get around the backside of a series of abandoned trailers so I could get into our spot…..and realized I left my wife and kids with a guy name Lucky (not a nickname…..) from West Virginia. Sand was very soft…..truck and trailer sank……so for a moment I had the whole thing stuck. Fortunately the four wheel drive was able to get it free and into a spot.
Once in the spot, a guy named Ron, from Springfield, IL, was on the spot with an extension cord for the 30-amp service……Cody and him were all about getting me set up quickly (kids and wife still with Lucky). Also met the two wild dogs that have adopted the school as home……according to Cody, the dogs chase off all the wild packs of dogs and keep the grounds free of pests……not sure the dogs have names……and they’re a bit rough looking……but they seem friendly enough. Once I got everything set up, one came over and marked his territory by peeing on our welcome mat.
Spent the afternoon as a spectator, watching Tom (West Virginia), Ron and Cody work on Lucky’s truck……brakes were a mess. I contributed tools and encouragement…..but I’m not sure you could have fit one more head under the wheel well. All the folks we have met so far are retired….we’re easily the youngest by a few years.
Around 8:00 at night, another group of 15 people came in from New York and West Virginia. There is an un-air conditioned bunk house they are staying in……..very nice, but I sure hope they like each other because it is going to be a bit crowded. There were a few younger folks in this group.
We packed into the bunk house with the latest arrivals to have a quick orientation setting. While the Hopi are a very friendly people, they really don’t have much use for us wandering around. They don’t want their pictures taken, they don’t want us taking pictures of their sacred grounds (which are all around) and they don’t want you coming into their towns (unless you are invited and escorted by another Hopi Indian). I think the girls are struggling to believe someone wouldn’t want a Mortonite wandering their streets.