Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument, AZ

We arrived here yesterday afternoon, an easy drive from Gila Bend. The Shell station had a truck scale, so we weighed the Lazy Daze and car on our way out. We were happy that we were about 200 pounds under weight, although we were only carrying a small amount of fresh water, but a full tank of gas. Guess some of the cleaning out and disposing of things we’ve done has paid off, since the last time we were weighed in Oregon we were 100 or more pounds over.

This is a beautiful desert park, home to most of the Organ Pipe Cactus in the U.S.  And we were surprised to find a pretty good Verizon connection, although Jim was a bit concerned it may be coming from Mexico. Debbie called Verizon and they gave her a code to turn off the international roaming feature, which we did also, and we still have a good connection.

  We are so happy to be away from civilization and out of RV parks. We did stop at the IGA in Ajo on our way. It was a very nice grocery store, with a good selection and fair prices.

The national monument  has very large, nicely spaced sites, no hookups but water and a dump station, for $12/night or $6 with the senior pass. Last night was our first in a couple weeks where we could hear no road noise. What a nice change.

Today we walked over to the Visitor Center and found several hikes we want to do. We may also take a drive into Mexico and check out Puerto Penasco, on the Sea of Cortez, which is only about 65 miles from here. Many Americans in RV’s spend the winter months there and we are curious to see some of Mexico away from the border towns. We’re enjoying the mid to upper 60’s and sunshine. Also now that we’re back in Mountain Time instead of Pacific, it’s staying light until 6:30 or so. Think this will be a nice place to spend some time.

I liked this picture Jim took from our roof, especially since I’m afraid to climb the ladder to go up there.

Holt’s Shell RV Park, Gila Bend, AZ

We’re at another parking lot style RV park behind a Shell station in Gila, AZ. We were in need of a laundromat, and this is a Passport America park, so for $10/ night we have full hook-ups and a decent place to stay. Luckily we got the back row so at least there is pretty desert scenery behind us and a place to walk.  We are on our way to Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument, about 70 miles south of here on the Mexican border. We chose this place so that Debbie could get her replacement water pump delivered by Fed Ex. They were supposed to have sent it 2 day delivery, so she thought for sure it would be here when we arrived yesterday, but when she called Shur-Flo they said it was mailed ground and is scheduled to arrive tomorrow. So we hung out here another day, which worked out fine since rain was predicted anyway. It never did rain but sure looked like it wanted to all day.

We went into Gila Bend to see what was there. Nothing! It is a very depressed looking town, with a few motels, restaurants,  and two dollar stores. We stopped in the only grocery store for a couple things and it was pretty pitiful. Guess the residents have to drive 40 miles to the nearest Wal-Mart near Phoenix to do any real shopping. It’s another one of those places that makes you wonder why anyone would live here.

May be several days before we post again. Looks like there is no Verizon service at all in Organ Pipe so we will be out of touch for awhile.

Los Algodones, Mexico

Wished I had taken a picture of the parking lot on the US side. It was huge, Disney World sized, and cost $5.00. You just walk across the border into Mexico along with hundreds of other old, retired Americans looking for cheap drugs, eyeglasses and dental care.

Luckily we got there around 9 am, so the lot wasn’t half full, but the cars were pouring in. We had read about the wait getting through customs on the way out in the afternoons, so we wanted to get in and out before lunch.

Algodones is a 4 block area of pharmacies, liquor stores, optical shops, dentists, and outdoor vendors. We found our dental office about 2 blocks from the border. It looked like a nice office, and there were a couple other Americans waiting. Unfortunately, the cleaning was not very thorough, and they were trying to sell us on having a bunch of crowns replaced, besides the one Jim went in to consult about. At least we know where not to go, and as it turned out we aren’t crazy about Yuma, so he doesn’t really want to come back here for the crown, anyway.

We did buy a couple things at the pharmacy, and managed to get out by 11. There was no waiting in the pedestrian area of customs, but there was quite a long line of traffic coming back into the US.

Jim here. Just goes to show that you should go with your own common sense. Guy had a good internet site. Claimed to belong to several American professional dental organizations. He even has images of the certificates he received from them on his site. I checked those before we went and found that he is not currently a member of any of them. One can only conclude he joined them for one year for the certificates and to impress us gringos. Found this to be the case with another dentist there as well.

What we should have done was go to the dentist that my cousin had recommended. They have been using him for several years getting a variety of work done and never had a problem.

We both felt as though we were being sold a used car sitting in that dental chair.

The pharmacy prices are worth the trip to Mexico if you are already nearby and you need the meds of course.

Gayle and I were Debbie’s mom’s mules today but that is another story. All I can say is we will be entering the witness protection program. Just call me Raul.

Cocopah Casino RV Park, Yuma, AZ

Left Quartzsite yesterday for Yuma, with our first stop as we entered Arizona being the Flying J just over the California border. Gas in California was $3.19/gallon. In Arizona it was $2.69! Unfortunately, everyone else on the planet stops there, and the lines were terrible. We also needed propane, which we were able to get with no problem while Debbie waited in the gas line. The line was even longer after getting the propane, so we decided to go to the Texaco station a few miles east, where we paid $2.77 but no waiting. It was well worth the little extra money. Unfortunately we had to go through Quartzsite again since 95 runs from there to Yuma, and there really is no other good way to go. It was stop and go traffic for a couple miles trying to get past the RV show.  There was lots of mud and standing water from the storm, which at least cut down on the dust. That will most likely be our last visit to the “Q”.

The weather has improved dramatically, so we decided to stay at Cocopah Casino in Yuma for $5.00 for 3 nights. One section is what they call an RV park, and that’s just what it is, a place to park. There are no hookups, no water, no dump, but they delineated 50 large parking spots for overnight RVs. It is so popular they also let you stay in the regular casino RV lot, which we did last night. This morning we found there were three open sites in the RV park, so we moved on over. It is so much better here, farther from 95, not so close to the neighbors, and we have a view. We haven’t met the people next to us in the green and purple motor home, but it looks like an older rig with a really sharp new paint job.

We went into downtown Yuma today to go far a walk along the Colorado River and found they were having the Harvest Festival on Main St. Kind of typical arts and crafts but with some unique things mixed in. An accordion band was playing, there were some vintage tractors, and these garlic vendors.

The trail along the river was a disappointment. Not very scenic and I-8 and the railroad tracks ran by so it was very noisy.

Tomorrow we are going to Los Algodones, Mexico to get our teeth cleaned so Jim can scope out this dentist he may use to do his abutment and crown on the implant if he feels comfortable there. Should be an interesting day.

After The Storm

The rains came as predicted yesterday, so it was a day for indoor chores. The rain wasn’t horrible until around 3 in the afternoon, when we got a major thunderstorm, high winds, and lost power.  It was like being back in Florida! As of this morning we are still without power. But the beauty of living in a motorhome as opposed to a house is that when the power goes out, we can still run all the lights and appliances, either with propane, 12 volt or by using the generator.

There was lots of standing water and many downed limbs from the wind. We were glad to have moved to a site with no trees over us.

After the rain ended, the sun came out a little and the skies were beautiful, complete with a rainbow.

Wednesday we drove back to Quartzsite to pick up mail, visit Jim’s cousin and do some more shopping. There must have been 30 people in line in front of us to pick up general delivery mail at the post office. The RV show and flea market areas were not as crowded as they were when we went on Sunday. We had been thinking about some things we saw but didn’t buy, and decided we ought to go back and get them. After having been there once, we knew our way around, so it didn’t seem as bad this time. We left our car at the post office and walked through Greasewood campground to get to the show. There were a lot less RVs there, too. We figured many folks may have left early to get out before the really bad weather hit.

We had a nice visit with Connie and Joe, Jim’s cousin and her husband. They live in a park model manufactured house, just one bedroom, but to us it felt like a mansion. It was very nice, and they own a huge lot with several RV spots that various friends and relatives stay at over the winter. They spend 7 months in Quartzsite, and the other 5 at an apartment in Minden, NV, where their kids live. They seem very happy. They were trying to talk us into looking at property in Quartzsite since it is very inexpensive to live there, but we don’t think it’s a place we’d want to come back to regularly.

A couple more pictures I took after the rain stopped. We heard on the news last night that a tornado touched down just south of Blythe and turned over 3 semis on I-10, only about 6 miles from the park. Guess we were lucky.

Mayflower County Park, Blythe, CA

Before And after.

This being Monday and with the Blythe Bluegrass Festival ending last night, several people left the park today. I went for a walk this morning to scope out a different site and found a couple on the outer perimeter. One interesting thing they do here, if you are staying at least a week, is pump out your tanks on Monday, Wednesday and Friday.  So I went and moved the car to our new site and we waited on the pump truck to do their thing.  Quite a nice perk for $110/week.  And they only charge $250/month, which includes electric, so the park is full of Canadians and other snowbirds staying long term. Now that we have this view instead of staring into our neighbor’s RVs, we are much happier to be here.

Every January, the little town of Quartsite, AZ turns into a city of RVs and people, all coming to camp in the desert and shop at the vendors who set up for miles around town.

Yesterday we went to see what it was all about. We shopped till we dropped at the Big Tent and Tyson Wells flea market areas, along with thousands of our closest friends. Only found a few little things we couldn’t live without.

Luckily we went early in the morning and it wasn’t too bad, but by the time we left the traffic and crowds were horrible. The older we get, the less we tolerate large groups of people!  We found our way under interstate 10 to the Greasewood campground to visit our Lazy Daze friends, Don and Carol, who were staying there. We were so glad we decided stay here at Mayflower Park instead, as Greasewood campground is just a giant dirt parking lot with very little space between sites. The only advantage to being there is you can walk under the interstate to the vendor areas, but our one trip was plenty for us.

Jim has a cousin from Nevada who spends the winters at a trailer park in Quartzsite, so we are planning to go back and visit them one day this week. Otherwise we are sitting out the rain, which we had a little of last night and this morning. Looks like the worst is on the way. It cleared up for awhile this afternoon so we went for a walk along the Colorado. Very pretty!

More Fun Than A Barrel of Monkeys

Well, we left Jojoba Hills SKP park today or as I refer to it, a little piece of heaven or an island of tranquility. Take your pick.

Anywho, we decided to change our plans and head over towards Quartzsite. Reason being that it appears there is going to be a market for Ark building in the coming days. They are talking many inches of rain coming at us in just a few days and multiple storms.

We thought about heading to an RV park at Rice Ranch in Quartzsite until we saw a post on the internet with a photo of a guy riding a jet ski in the campground following really heavy rains.

So, we may have a window of a couple of days before the rain. We headed to another California park, Mayflower County Park just north of Blythe, CA. This is on the Colorado River and were the campers not one on top of the other you might actually see it. Actually, there is more room than that but the lanes between each row of campers is one lane wide so it seems strange and cramped. Still can’t see the river though.

We finally pick a site and there begins, boys and girls, our hour long effort to get level. We don’t have hydraulic levelers so the orange thingamabobs come out. We gave up on the first site and on to the next. Luck there was even worse. Fortunately, our friends from across the Canadian border offered more orange things but they say you shouldn’t stack them more than a 6 foot step ladder tall so we tried pulling forward instead of backing in and we were level without using that stuff.

Checked the water hardness and it was hard enough that we are required to send it to NASA for further testing. Filled up the tank and one would think all was well.

But for one thing. The ever present smell of shit in the rig. Now I was beginning to think that we had a ruptured black water tank. No, I had dog shit on one of my shoes. Thankfully, I tracked it all over the rig. At this point I thought the best thing to do was head to Lazy Daze and buy a Kodiak and set this rig on fire but Gayle decided to clean it up.

I can only say that I am hoping to be able to rent a jet ski in the next few days to travel throughout the campground.

And the people in Haiti think they have problems! Why wasn’t CNN here to film this fiasco.

Pictures to follow.