2/18/2023 “Taking the Slow Boat” to C-C-C-C-California

Our last pit stop in Texas was an overnighter return trip to the Wild West RV Park in lovely Van Horn. The last time we stayed there we got hit with about 3” of snow, but this time we survived without extreme weather. Continuing, apprehensively, it was westward ho’ on I-10 through the belly of the beast, aka: El Paso. We were pleasantly surprised, despite all the current issues at the border, we made it through without a hitch. We took it all the way to Deming, NM for another overnighter return stay at the Escapee’s RV Club, Dream Catcher RV Park. Then it was on to a few days at the Apache Junction Elk’s Lodge in Apache Junction, AZ. They have a couple of areas around the lodge for RV’s, one containing designated camp sites, the other just an open field area, both strictly dry camping, with a minimal  fee of $10/night for the designated sites.

We hit a couple of the Indian casinos in the area, but the highlight of that stop was a hike we took into the Superstition Mountains. Jeanne found the Siphon Draw trail in the Lost Dutchman State Park and we hit it on a crisp but clear morning. The trail is about 5 miles, round trip, with a 1,000’ elevation gain (according to the ranger) in the last half mile to the top. I would classify the trail as moderate; there is some minor rock scrambling, some surface areas similar to slick rock surfaces, and definitely a good elevation gain at the peak. The trail was busy, almost “crowded”, and well defined with little signage. The views were very nice as evidenced in the following pix.

Moving on, next stop was, again, a return stay at the Escapee’s RV Club, North Ranch RV Park in Congress, AZ. We made good use of the stop to get thawed out (hook-ups, Yippee!), laundry chores (hook-ups, Yippee!), and a general respite from all the one-night stay traveling (hook-ups, Yippee!). While at North Ranch, one of the locals mentioned he knew of a few crested saguaro cacti along the dirt road to Stanton just a few miles from Congress. Always on the lookout to find those anomalies of nature, we took a drive out to Stanton. I don’t know about “several”, but we found (1) crestie about midway on the road to Stanton. The area of Stanton is definitely nothing to write home about, no real vestiges of civilization other than a “rustic” looking RV park and several scattered homes/trailers. The (6) mile dirt road to get to Stanton is a little rough as far as several “washboard” stretches, I personally would not want to drive Rosie down it.

Being sufficiently thawed out, we backtracked to Sun City for a few days of dry camping at the Sun City Elk’s Lodge. The lodge has a few RV parking spaces out in the back of their paved parking lot for which they garner a $10/night fee for the no-hookup enjoyment. The extra added benefit for our stay here was frequent fighter jet fly-overs, day AND night, courtesy of our friendly neighborhood military installation, Luke AFB. We found out quickly that this is one very busy Elk’s Lodge, evidenced by the packed parking lot every day we were there and the near standing room only condition of the lounge. 

In between shopping chores at the plethora of opportunities we had while here in the big city we found the New River Trail which winds its way through the heart of the beast alongside a “river” that was a typical desert river…dry as a bone. Nevertheless, out came the bicycles for about a 20 mile excursion along the well maintained, paved, well used trail. Not one of the more scenic trails we have been on, I have to say…

Laughlin, NV was next on our westward itinerary. We did a couple of nights at the KOA just outside of the “downtown” area, across the street from the Avi Casino/Resort. Laughlin does not offer much other than several large casinos, or you can cross the river back into Bullhead City, AZ for any shopping needs (they DO have a Walmart, for Pete’s sake!)

Home at the Laughlin/Avi KOA

From Laughlin it was on to Pahrump, NV and another return stay at the Pair-a-Dice Escapee RV Park. We wanted to get some business done (aka: stay put to receive some Amazon deliveries, send for our mail, etc.), so we decided to stay for at least a couple or three weeks. Pahrump is about 45 minutes from Vegas, so we also wanted the access to civilization (aka: Costco & Trader Joe’s).

Red Rock Canyon National Conservation area sits just outside on the west side of Las Vegas. We took Woodrow Wilson on a sightseeing drive through the canyon, along the approximate 10 miles long scenic drive. It was mildly scenic at best, comparatively speaking, since we happen to be here amidst REAL scenery like Death Valley to the west and Grand Canyon to the east (just to name a couple), those are pretty hard to beat. But, Red Rock Canyon is still a very busy park, numerous hiking and horse trails everywhere.

As is my custom, we got treated to the usual weather events in Pahrump. After checking the weather forecast (by the “expert”, well educated meteorologists at “WeatherBug”, who, as it so happens all must have failed the courses on “Accuracy 101”), seeing no rain in the future, I gave Rosie a bath and got her all shined up. That back-breaking endeavor got me a whole day of enjoying the shine before, not only did we get rained on, but we earned the simultaneous added bonus of extreme winds with a massive dust storm (dust storm during a rain storm?) I can’t help but feel like Charlie Brown after Lucy pulled the football… 

After fighting the goofy weather swings and having water hoses freeze (again, the genius meteorologists did not forecast sub-freezing temps), we were happy to raise jacks and hit the road from Pahrump.  Our destination? Stay tuned, until next post…

2/18/2016 Those “Elusive” Crested Saguaros

We needed to get some hook-ups for laundry, tanks emptied, and water filled, so we lit out from Hot Well Dunes and headed into Benson, AZ for a couple days at the SKP park there. Besides those aforementioned chores, I got to knock off a few layers of boondock dirt from the Jeep and the motorhome. And we got a chance to catch up with our friends from Arkansas, Steve and Christy, who were fresh back from a month in Puerto Penasco, Mexico. Chores and visit complete, it was time to get back to some good ol’ dirt campin’ (aka: boondocking). 

One question that pops up every now and then is how do we pick our boondocking spots. There are various “free camping” type web sites out there right at your fingertips. One of our most used is a web site for Escapee RV Club members called “Days End”. It is some 800+ pages listing state-by-state, city-by-city, entries made and updated by Escapee members, for free or lowest cost camping sites. Jeanne also is very involved in following several fellow RV-er blogs in which they can get very detailed with descriptions and directions to some pretty astounding locations. And then there is the old fashioned method—conversations with other humans.

So Jeanne found a place outside of Tucson called Snyder Hill, a popular boondocking location on a piece of BLM land. We arrived and found that it definitely was popular, there were probably thirty or so campers scattered about on a several acre plot at the base of Snyder Hill. It was a little weird, “boondocking” within minutes of a Costco, Walmart, Trader Joe’s (in other words, close to downtown Tucson).

We found a city park on a mountain, Sentinel Peak Park, which afforded great overall views of the Tucson area. Now, ever since we were here in Tucson last December, we have been on a mission. Back then, at the Desert Museum, we had our first encounter with a crested saguaro. These are uncommon in nature where the normal growth of the saguaro is stunted, for lack of a better term. Science cannot explain them, but they are very unique to see and I have heard different stories that you come across one crested saguaro for every 2,000-10,000 saguaros. Remaining in this southwest area of the U.S.A., there has been no lack of saguaro cacti, but up to now, alas, no crested saguaros. But, on our ride up the hill to Sentinel Peak, wouldn’t you know it, we spy not one, but TWO cresties, right off the roadway! This little excursion was capped off by some nice views over the city. The only downer of it all is that it also exposed some of that great orange air everyone had to breathe (smog!)

While still in Tucson we also got to meet up with friends and former co-workers Jim and Stacey who were on their way across country. After a quick visit with them we headed out to Why, AZ. And now that we had a taste of seeing crested saguaros out in the wild, we were that much more on the hunt. Well, spit in the wind and tell me it’s rainin’, as we were putzing down the skinny two-lane highway through the reservation, with no pull-outs and cars lined up behind me, there we spy another two crested saguaros just off the road. “&$%#@ !!!!!!!” No chance for pictures…

We found a larger piece of BLM land called Gunsite Wash just south of “town” on Hwy. 85, a few miles north of Organ Pipe Cactus Nat’l Monument. Lots of room, lots of sites, and the price was right, as usual. A quick recon of the area (Why, AZ and Ajo, AZ) revealed two extremely podunk, nothing towns, centered around mining. But we were set up nicely for some exploring in Organ Pipe. And we found out it would be at least a couple of days needed for the park, it had a couple of driving loops, one was about a 3 hour, 21 mile drive through forests of cacti, and the other was a 4-6 hour longer loop into the mountains and down along the border fence.

Our first adventure was the 21 mile Ajo Mountain Drive loop. OK, now I can’t take it any more. On our drive to the park and visitor’s center, right off the main highway there they were. Not one, but TWO crested saguaros! This has now officially turned me loony-tunes! I am having serious flash-backs to my days of flying dope. For those of you uninitiated folks, “flying dope” means law enforcement aerial reconnaissance for cannabis under cultivation. (For those of you even MORE uninitiated folks, cannabis is ganja/blunt/smoke/weed/reefer/marijuana.) Anyways, when we were flying dope, we would get ourselves worked up into a frenzy immediately upon “seeing green.” Bouncing all over the helicopter or plane, screeming like coyotes, generally making the pilots nervous. Well, let the flashbacks commence, looking for cresties has the adrenaline  equivalent of looking for dope. One thing we did not know is that saguaro cacti are not the only ones that can be crested. The organ pipe cacti also can become crested. So on the loop we went. Gorgeous views, tons o’ cacti. And, really, crested cacti are hard to find in the wild. But Oh-My-Gosh! Tally at the end—(3) crested organ pipes, (2) crested saguaros on the road into the park, and as fate would have it, (1) more crested saguaro spotted on the drive out, total of (6) cresties for the day!!!! Add to that excitement (1) young Javelina crossing our path and it made for one productive trip into Organ Pipe Cactus Nat’l Monument.

Day 2 found us taking the Puerto Blanco Drive loop. It is about 40+ miles up into some mountains, then a stretch along the border “fence” and Mexico Hwy. 2. I use the term “fence” loosely, it is a pretty sad state of affairs as far as keeping people out or in. And of course, now I think I feel like Ted Cruz in the presidential race…everyone calling him a liar…the Organ Pipe Cactus Nat’l Monument is making a liar out of me. On our drive today we encountered (3) crested organ pipe cacti and (5) crested saguaros. So much for cresties being uncommon in nature…This was a nice Jeep ride, the road a little rough in spots and high clearance helped. We were also on the lookout for pronghorn and bighorn sheep, but with them we got skunked. It was a veritable forest of cacti though…

Tomorrow is moving day again, time to head in to Casa Grande for tank dumps, water fill, laundry, and mail pickup. Until next post, how many cresties can YOU find? (I see the dang things in my sleep!!!!!)