Anza-Borrego State Park

March 21st, 2013

After several days of relentless wind and heat near Borrego Springs, Richard and Dianna moved over the mountains to an RV park, while I sought refuge in a more protected section of landscape discovered the day before. I’m still in Anza-Borrego State Park only about 20 miles south of Borrego Springs, but a whole world removed from the wind and oppressive heat. It has been a little breezy but nothing like the howling torrent on the other side of the park. The campground I’m parked in, called Blair Valley, is surrounded by mountains on all sides, quite secluded and pretty, and also quite a bit higher and cooler than the flat lands near town. And even though AT&T has been very disappointing almost everywhere I wilderness camp, I was surprised to find I have excellent cell service.

There are some pretty cool hikes in this area. You wouldn’t think to drive through this place – the term ‘forsaken’ comes to mind – but there are some nice places to hike. Last week we hiked through a slot canyon that twisted for about a half-mile along a narrow, sandstone groove cut by ages of seasonal runoff. In some places we had to turn sideways to squeeze through, while the walls towered way above our heads, blocking out the sun and creating a feel almost like a cave. I have not hiked many slot canyons but this hike has given me the desire to do more of it.

I have also hiked to a place called Palm Canyon. It was a nice five-mile walk on easy terrain with tons of people along the way. The trail follows a canyon to an oasis of palms and gushing water that seem quite out of place in such an arid area. I almost didn’t take enough water; I was thirsty when I got back to the visitors center.

I’ll probably be here for a few more days. There are some nice places to explore and the weather is looking good. I will meet Richard and Dianna in Julian this afternoon. The road to get there looks like fun on a motorcycle – lots of curves.

Prison Camping

March 6th, 2013

I had an enjoyable two days at Roosevelt Lake. It is nice to go back to a campground where you know how to get around and are familiar with the area. So many times I have stopped at someplace, and a day later, found a nicer one. This time I drove in and parked like it was home.

I was talking with another camper that explained to me how the season works for camping here at the lake. During the winter, you can stay for up to six months, while the summer season is limited to a 14 day time limit. I don’t know if I have found anyplace that is nicer than here for the price. I keep thinking that it would sure be nice to have a boat, but I don’t have anyplace to carry it. No Richard – I’m not getting a trailer!

Tonight I am in CA, just south of I 10, at a LTVA called Willey Wells. I was a little disturbed when the road passed a California State Prison and I met two Border Patrol vehicles within a mile of the campground. The camp host assured me that the escaped prisoners always run north to the highway and the illegal Mexicans pass through without bothering anyone. I’ll lock my doors and sleep light tonight!

The camp host was very nice to me. After I explained that I was just spending the night, she said, “Go ahead and pick a spot – I won’t charge you.” There are not many RVs here and the road was pretty bad for the last few miles, but the park is in a nice area and she made me feel good about California with her generosity.

Imperial Dam LTVA

February 17th, 2013

I keep telling Richard that he should blog more often. He thinks everyone will be bored to hear about the things that he does everyday, reasoning that no one cares or will be interested, that it is just the same old same old, so why tell about it. I reminded him that we have gone many places and seen many interesting sites since we moved here. Even if it is only a walk in the desert, we go someplace almost every day, and my opinion is that there are people out there that want to hear about it – so he told me to write a blog. I’m without a doubt the poorest writer of my entire family but that hasn’t stopped me from posting for quite some time now.

With Richard’s help, I have made quite a few improvements on my van. Besides mounting my solar panel on the roof, most of the jobs have been minor. I have developed an adequate system for a shower, added storage space, rewired and rerouted most of my interior wiring, and organized some of my electronics. It is always a compromise when you are designing for a small space. You are forced to keep it simple and it helps prevent any impulse buying.

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We have made a few trips into town. Yesterday we walked through the Yuma Marketplace, really just a tent covered flee-market of shops set up with everything from crafts, art, clothing, RV paraphernalia, and tools, to snack bars and country singers. I saw a few things I need but I knew I could get them cheaper at Walmart. It was a fun time, but walking on pavement for a couple hours tired our feet more than several miles out in the desert, so we didn’t stay at the marketplace long.

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Richard and I rode our motorcycles to the Imperial Wildlife Refuge last week (keeping a close eye on my gas consumption), and also stopped to see the military display of tanks and guns near Yuma Proving Grounds. Richard told me stories about working on several of the sighting mechanisms for the Howitzers while serving in Vietnam. A few days later we obtained a visitors pass for the base and toured a museum detailing the history of testing at the facility. Almost every morning we can hear them firing guns out in their test range. The booming sounds like a thunderstorm approaching.

Dianna likes to go for walks a lot more than Richard and I do. I try to get into regular hiking but I’m still having some foot pain and wonder if more rest will help it. We have, however, hiked a few times looking for geocaches and that’s always fun. On these nice days it is great to be outside enjoying the sunshine and warm weather.

Today we went to Algodones, Mexico. Richard and Dianna had dentist appointments for checkups and cleaning but ended up having more work done than they were anticipating. Dianna and I walked to the pharmacy to purchase medicine, strolled through a few shops, and stopped for a beverage at one of the outdoor bistros, while Richard sat through a root-canal at the dentist. Can you tell which of us had more fun?

I was a little worried about getting back into the US. I had applied for a passport at the courthouse a few days before and learned I could use the application along with photo ID to legally cross the border. I thought that maybe the border guard would give me more of a check than normal, but I passed right through without any hassle.

In a couple of days we will head back to Mesa. After a short visit with family, we will once again head west toward California. Our general direction will be the same but our paths will diverge. It has been so great spending time with Richard and Dianna. They have helped me with transportation, repairs, supplies, and I can’t tell you how many numerous times they have had me over to eat. Dianna is a wonderful cook!

I know I will miss hanging out with my brother most of all. The times we ride our motorcycles together, work on a project, or just spend time relaxing and watching TV, bring back the memories when we were kids growing up and inseparable. It has been a wonderful trip.

Out of Gas

February 4th, 2013

The afternoon weather has been delightful for several days now. There were some high clouds this morning, and tonight will be quite chilly, but every afternoon brings us sun and 70’s. It is the reason so many people call southern AZ their home for January and February.

Yesterday we drove our motorcycles up Route 95 to Parker and Lake Havasu City. Lake Havasu totally owes its existence to the tourist trade. The town is spread out over many miles of scenic highway, dotted with numerous fast-food restaurants and resorts. Besides enjoying the lake and resorts, tourists can visit the nostalgic London Bridge, dismantled in England and reconstructed here several years ago.

We had lunch at one of the nicer burger restaurants, checked out a couple gift shops, strolled across the bridge, and drove a loop road around the island. It was getting along in the afternoon so we headed out to the highway and road south back to Quartzsite.

I had driven about three miles from town when I noticed the low fuel light pop on. I assumed there was still enough gas in the reserve tank to reach Parker, about 20 more miles to the south, so I continued on. After five more miles, my heart sank as I felt the motorcycle sputter and quit, leaving me no option but to coast to a stop along side the highway.

Richard and Dianna pulled in behind me with puzzled looks, and were as surprised as I had been to learn my predicament. Dianna waited with me as Richard drove back to Lake Havasu to buy gas and a can to put it in. Now I know that when the low fuel light comes on I had better be very near a filling station.

Tomorrow we will move down near Yuma for a couple of weeks. There are new things to see, and of course, the town itself is a trove of markets and stores; it will be nice to have a place where I can get some fresh fruit.

Sunset

January 29th, 2013

Worth a thousand words!
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