Thanks for the humour and the tips guys !
I did Navada and Arisona back in the 80's, sleeping in the back of a hire car with my first wife. Of course the Grand Canyon was awesome and so was the Meteor Crater. We walked down to the bottom of the canyon and stayed overnight at the Bright Angel Ranch, memories never to be forgotten. One day we picked up an Indian who was hitch-hiking, the son of a bitch pissed himself on the back seat - which we only noticed when we made up our bed, scumbag !
I should not want to be up in the mountains, as a former mountaineer, climber/skier, I know that I would have teased myself beyond the limit. The only way to be sure not to get burned is not to play with fire !
I understand that many of the western movies were made in Spain, but don't understand why they were called spaghetti westerns
Of course they could never have imitated places like Monument Valley or cowboys like big John. I still like to watch western movies, but have to tell my wife that my main interest is in how they rigged and rode their horses back then. Often the indians had a saddle hidden under their blankets and rode with harsh bits and were merciless to the horses; not my kind of cowboys or indians ! We have ridden bit-less for many years and bare-back whenever we were not on public roads. Alas we have just sold our horses but the memories will endure.
Like you, these days we are focused on comfort, modern motorhomes and caravans have everything one could want, just compacted. Reducing is not a bad thing when you are getting on, then the kids don't have so much to throw away when the time comes. But as I keep trying to tell our friends, who mostly think that we are mad, it's all about living as well as we can for as long as we have. They mostly worry about their next doctors appointment and usually have two a week ! As for antibiotics, a few weeks ago I ended a course of last resort antibiotics because my elbow had turned black and my hand was almost purple. Not that any of the five doctors that I had to see could find a cause ... so they ended up sending me back to my GP, but I didn't bother to go, she hasn't got a clue anyway. The colouring is fading steadily, there is no pain and I can still use my hand, so I remain optimistic
Up and at 'em, that's my motto !