Nothing's as frustrating as computer woes. Was up until 2:00 a.m. trying to get yesterday's post completed. Count it all joy. Hence, slept a little late. Woke to another cool morning, no wind.
Come again, Soon! You know we will. Richard and Susan, we can't wait for you to get out here so we can show you around this beautiful part of Arizona and if you're good, we might just bring you out to watch the sky divers. Save up $300 extra and we can all four go on a hot air balloon ride. Yeah! lol 
We got a phone call from Barbara Howard with sad news. Barbara & Darrell are here from Amarillo and a long time friend of Darrell's has learned that he has stage 4 lung cancer. Barbara was away from the park when she called and I told her we would go over and check on Darrell. This news has hit him really hard. Praying partners, please pray for Darrell's friend and this whole situation. The Great Physician is still the same and the God of Mercy and Grace is always with us. We walked over to talk to Darrell, but Rick Fury had already rescued him and took him out to play golf. Thank you, Rick, for your encouragement and compassion.
Don and I got ready to go back to the airport to watch the National USPA Collegiate Parachuting Championship and the Arizona Boogie skydiving competition. Skydiving is a big thing in Arizona.
Contestants are here from 20 countries all over the world.
When we went outside to get in the truck, our new neighbors, Don and JoAnn Miller, were walking from the Waterin' Hole so we stopped and visited with them. 
There's the wind tunnel in the distance. Hey all our Branson friends, do you see how flat it is here? Have you noticed that in a lot of the pictures? Unless your in those mountains in the background, there are no curves or up and down roads here. Sunsets are very pretty here and they tell me sunrises are nice, also. ha ha 
Diver leaving the drop zone after his jump. We met him later and his name is Mike. This jump was from 13,600'. 
Mike is checking his altimeter, which is a gadget of technology of which I am unable to describe all that it does. Mike showed us where it logs each jump he makes; what time; what altitude; speed at different altitudes. It syncs with computer and does all kinds of things. Mike has logged over 400 jumps in two years. Mike told us that last year at this same competition, two divers died. I missed a perfect opportunity to ask him if he was ready to meet his Maker. It really never crossed my mind that God had opened a door for me until later. So I asked God to forgive me and to take care of Mike and keep him safe along with all the other divers competing.
Diver leaving the drop zone after his jump. We met him later and his name is Mike. This jump was from 13,600'. Mike is checking his altimeter, which is a gadget of technology of which I am unable to describe all that it does. Mike showed us where it logs each jump he makes; what time; what altitude; speed at different altitudes. It syncs with computer and does all kinds of things. Mike has logged over 400 jumps in two years. Mike told us that last year at this same competition, two divers died. I missed a perfect opportunity to ask him if he was ready to meet his Maker. It really never crossed my mind that God had opened a door for me until later. So I asked God to forgive me and to take care of Mike and keep him safe along with all the other divers competing.Mike's friend is a diving newbie. She's only logged about 80 jumps. I call that "hutspah." 
Tandem divers. Usually a first timer jumping with an instructor. Or someone who had sky diving on their bucket list. As I said yesterday, I sure enjoy watching this sport, but it's NOT on my bucket list.
Today, I mostly took videos of the divers as they landed in the Drop Zone. As a tandem team came flying over my head, I head the instructor say to his passenger, "Now hold your feet up a little bit."
We took a lunch break from watching the divers and went into Eloy to have a sub sandwich at the A & M Pizza Restaurant. If you're ever in Eloy, AZ, it's worth stopping to eat at the A & M.
As we were walking the road to the wind tunnel, we met, neighbors Steve & Carol. They're big fans of this sport, too, now. 
These flags signify the National USPS Collegiate Parachuting Championships. As the wind blew in a different direction, the flags would turn. Pretty cool.
Air Force cadets watch the monitor for their diving scores. 
Yeah, we saw Coach Tom again! So of course, I couldn't pass up a photo opp. Eat ya heart out, Darlene. lol 
I saw this AF cadet several times today, but never got his name. I know, you're shocked.Yeah, we saw Coach Tom again! So of course, I couldn't pass up a photo opp. Eat ya heart out, Darlene. lol Coach Tom's Army cadets practicing free-falling formations. 
Air Force cadets waiting for shuttle to take them to their lift (airplane). 
More Quail Run folks enjoying the sky diving. Activities directors Bruce & DeAnn (pin hat) Hoover and friends, Kathy and Jack. 
Diving team waiting for lift. They will be judged on their free-falling formations.
Air Force cadets waiting for shuttle to take them to their lift (airplane). More Quail Run folks enjoying the sky diving. Activities directors Bruce & DeAnn (pin hat) Hoover and friends, Kathy and Jack. Diving team waiting for lift. They will be judged on their free-falling formations.More videos of the divers for your viewing enjoyment.
When we got back to Quail Run we drove around to see if Darrell & Barbara were home yet and we saw this little owl just sitting by the road. Lyell came out with his camera and told us that this little owl has been around for a few years. He sure allowed us to get really close to him. Personally, I think he's a little miffed that this park is named after a quail. I think I heard him ask us how many quail we've seen here and I had to be honest and tell him "Only the ones on the signs." A resident that has been coming here every winter for over 10 years said that there once were lots of quail around here, but the road runners ran them off. We do have mourning doves in abundance though, and this lone owl. He sure blends into the color of the gravel, doesn't he?
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