Sloppy post but here it is

June 19 and forward a few days.
I have been reminded that nothing has been posted since the 18th.  Well, we have been very busy since then.  We pulled away from Bandelier National Monument area and and headed toward Red River by way of Taos. Seems as though we always stop by St. Francis of Assissi church.  It had just gotten its yearly facelift according to a gentleman who took great pride in his job doing just that.  We aloso stopped at our favorite market ~ Cid's for soup and salad.  We loved every morsel.

We stopped to eat our lunch on the trip up the mountain to Red River. 




Having saved a little money by staying in the park using our "geezer pass" and dry camping or boon docking, we decided to ask about a spot for all the days we would be going to church functions in Red River. River Ranch obliged and gave us our spot for 6 nights.  We were to be between the river and the fish pond commonly called the lake.  The baby Casita was like the filling in an Oreo between the much larger trailers and motor homes.  Several mornings we awoke to notice the temp .was between 38 and 42.  People got up early to fish and the hummingbirds loved our feeder.



As we arrived in Questa a trip to the thrift shop was in order.  We were short one chair for saving places for our family.  Time to get ready for the Red River Family Encampment.  When the tent is raised and my friends, the Padens, have the sound and recording equipment in place, you may place your chairs.  We were ready with our 6 chairs.  That job was accomplished and we moved on and finished setting up our camp and relaxed.  There was  congregational singing that evening and the other meetings began on Saturday at 4.  What a glorious time we had in classes, worship services, classes and general visiting among friends.  I got to see many college friends, friends of Johns, a girl I was twirler with at ACU, people we have met through the years, and neighbors in the campground that were in Red River for the same purpose.  When Mother and Daddy attended the encampment, they had jackets with patches for the years they attended.  John and I wore the jackets and had our picture made. I will post tomorrow.

The McCoy Family Singers

Blue Bell in Red River

As a treat to ourselves, ice cream was in order. We also scheduled a massage for the next morning before everyone in our group arrives. I also has an appointment with the local photographer to help me straighten out a mess on one of my memory sticks.  I thought myself a much better photographer than I really am.  He was a big help and said it was just fine.








I promise to post more photos tomorrow.  This is a disjointed post and photos may not fit, but I am finally in Cameron with my mom and the trip is over.  I will post lots of pictures of Red River and the two days coming home.

The big tent used for the Red River Family Encampment.  We had 1,571 people sitting in lawn chairs for Sunday worship.  The singing was fantastic.    Until tomorrow, I am stumbling along.