Was that thunder, an airplane, or a truck. Doesn’t matter right now.
Here’s Vlad to be useful, but nothing to do once we fill the water jug at the standpipe.
Filling the jug at the standpipe reminds me of when we worked for the forest service south of Tucson. They brought in a water mule, in case we needed it, but our holding tank for fresh water had enough in it to last until our transfer to Madera Canyon, where we had access to actual fresh-piped water.