Sunday, January 28, 2018

Quartzsite, AZ, A Different Kind of Paradise



Quartzsite is a tiny town off of Interstate 10 in the middle of the desert in Arizona. In past years, we have blown by it on a regular basis as we worked our way south and I have always had to pick my jaw up off my lap at the infestation of RV’s in evidence. Every winter, MILLIONS of people come here with their motorhomes to boondock (camp) in the desert. 
Just a small cadre of Boondockers

This year, because there was a Ham Radio event taking place that Chris wanted to attend, we stopped and stayed for 3 days. To say that this has been an “unusual” experience is an understatement in the extreme.
 
Some RV Parks will only allow newer vehicles. This one did not!

And right after the above RV came in, this one arrived!

We do NOT “boondock” (parking with no amenities) so I made a reservation in an RV park that, while pretty basic, is nice enough. The spaces are quite large and level and the staff is very nice. The park is right on one of the main roads so all day long vehicles (more often than not RV’s) are roaring into and out of town. There is no TV (cable or antenna) but that’s not a huge loss for us since we are big on reading and we can get MSNBC on Sirius Radio. We have our own hotspot so it doesn’t matter that the WiFi is impossibly slow (as reported by others who tried to use it).

As soon as we exited I-10 we were overwhelmed by the traffic…3/4 of which are bus sized vehicles zooming from place to place. With few traffic lights and a speed limit of 45mph through town getting to the RV park was a bit of a white-knuckle experience. Once we were parked and driving around in the car, we quickly discovered that when the traffic isn’t racing, it’s mostly at a stand-still and creeping forward one car length at a time.
 
The Gem Show set up as seen from a traffic backup on the overpass.
Apparently set up to exacerbate the visitor problem, there are numerous very large activities scheduled during the winter months. While we were there, there was a huge, week-long RV show taking place (as if there weren’t already enough RV’s in residence), a 2-month long gem show and a swap meet that went from one end of town to the other. Oh…and the Ham Radio Fest. Turns out we had just missed a Pow Wow and a hot air balloon event.
 
Hi Jolly's burial place.


One of the highlights in Quartzsite is the burial place of a guy named Hadji Ali. Seems the locals had trouble pronouncing his name so they called him Hi Jolly. Hi Jolly was an Ottoman citizen who, in 1856, was hired to be a camel driver in a U.S. Army experiment that failed partly because the burros, horses & mules that were also used by the Army were afraid of the camels and partly because the congress declined to continue funding the project (sound familiar?). 
THE LAST CAMP
OF
HI JOLLY
BORN SOMEWHERE IN SYRIA
ABOUT 1828
DIED AT QUARTZITE
DECEMBER 16, 1902
CAME TO THIS COUNTRY
FEBRUARY 10, 1856
CAMELDRIVER - PACKER
SCOUT - OVER THIRTY
YEARS A FAITHFUL AID
TO THE U.S. GOVERNMENT
ARIZONA
HIGHWAY DEPARTMENT
1935

The animals were auctioned off in California and there are none left in Arizona tho’ in my opinion they would have no trouble surviving here. So, old Hi Jolly is buried in Quartzsite and is now a tourist attraction.
 
One of the fancier graves in the Hi Jolly Cemetery. Note the lantern...in case the spirit is afraid of the dark.
Another big attraction is the Reader’s Oasis Bookstore. Its claim to fame is the owner, who is a nudist, and is “on display” along with the books. We love bookstores in general but this one sounded exceptionally interesting (at least to me) so we made sure to stop in for some “browsing”. Unfortunately, the store was closed because the owner & his wife were home with the flu. We were in luck, though, A couple of local authors were set up on the front veranda selling their books. In the spirit of supporting local “talent” we purchased one book from each. Rising Sun, The Giant Warrior by Buddy Hanna, billed as the first in a continuing series. This book is in large print for the 60+ crowd. Humor Around Horses is by Stu Campbell and he assured us that these short stories are all true…and are the perfect length for reading in the bathroom.
 
The Bookmobile (home?) of the bookstore's owner.

The bookstore was closed but local authors were set up in front to sell their tomes.

Time was short so we didn’t make it to the Stetler tungsten mine or to Joanne's Gum Museum with its “large collection of gum wrappers from around the world”. Since we have decided that Quartzsite was an interesting stop neither of us is driven to return those will be filed in the “opportunities missed” box.

From Quartzsite we have moved on to Phoenix…a different kind of madness.

Saturday, January 20, 2018

Joshua Tree National Park



Yesterday we made a trip to Joshua Tree National Park. Since the Republicans shut down the government at midnight last night it would seem our timing was impeccable!  In addition, a cold front has moved in and I can see from our RV park that there’s snow in them thar hills now!

Our first stop was the Visitor Center where we could learn about the park, pick up a map/brochure (more on that later) and, of course buy t-shirts and lunch. As we headed up the 3 miles to the actual park entrance, I was amazed at how many homes were built there…all the way to the fence line! They were all on very large pieces of property (and some were pretty fancy) but they are sure a long way from a grocery store or gas station!
The park (and I use the term very loosely) is quite large and encompasses part of two deserts – the Colorado and the Mojave. Since we were going to a “desert” I dressed in shorts, tank top & flip flops. Not having paid attention to the elevation (which is 5,000+ ft.) I shivered every time we got out of the car to look around and take photos!
 
Little ol' me next to a great big Joshua Tree (shivering).
The main attraction, of course, is the Joshua Trees. There are millions of them along with lots of other stickery things. One of the things we learned at the Visitor Center was that in addition to several bands of Native Americans who lived there, a number of white guys thought it would be a great place to start ranches. Huh. To each his own, but given the monumental number of cacti and other prickly vegetation, I can’t imagine what riding a horse through there would be like. Didn’t see a lot of edibles for cattle, either.
 
Not ideal ranch land in my opinion!
Rocks are pretty impressive in this park as well. It is easy to see why climbers love to go there. Boulders of all sorts of shapes and sizes that look like they’ve been stacked by giants.
Although this desolate place isn’t exactly my cup o’ tea, it does have a primitive, forbidding solitude that is quite beautiful.
 
Rocks, rocks, rocks.

Teetering rocks.

Snoopy on his doghouse?

The brochure includes quite a lot of information about the flora and fauna as well as a number of the points of interest. There is also a stern warning that “People have died here from preventable accidents.” Some of the many safety tips are: “Stay away from abandoned mines.”, “Cell phone coverage is poor throughout the park.”, “Watch where you put your hand and feet, especially in Spring and Summer when snakes are active.” All good information to prevent reduce the number of Darwin Award candidates. Still…there are many things we do in life that can kill us. Not the least of which is sailing a “small” boat on the open ocean. Touche’

Off to the Sun Again



I see that I am at it again. Writing, that is. It’s been a while. Haven’t really felt like it but for some reason the need has arisen. Maybe it’s because we are traveling again? Maybe…

After spending the holidays at home with family and friends and then turning the house over to son, Chris we’ve hit the road to find sunshine, palm trees and the joint loosening heat we crave during the Northwest’s damp gloom.
 
A visit with great-grandson, Liam on the way south.
Leaving the RV in Redding, CA in October was, we thought, a brilliant plan to avoid driving through slippery mountain passes in a behemoth. As it turned out, there was no snow, no ice, no frost, no temperatures below 40. Huh. When we arrived, “Trudie” was waiting just where we’d left her, a bit dusty but clearly anxious to get on the road since all her batteries were good and she started right up.

Our first stop was a short 30 miles down the road in Red Bluff. Organizing and provisioning were the big agenda items so we paid for 3 nights. Our last day brought torrents of rain so we stayed two more. We are nothing if not flexible! Besides, friends from Portland were in the area so that gave us time to get together with them.

Bakersfield was our next, very long leg. Our reward after a 7-hour drive was a stay at one of our favorite RV parks. This place has a great restaurant that delivers to your site at no charge and who in their right mind feels like cooking or even getting in the car to go out for dinner after that?

We are in Desert Hot Springs now - for a whole week. This is a lovely park that is new to us but I wouldn’t be averse to staying here again. This is clearly a place people stay for extended periods of time. Among the many amenities is the natural mineral water. We are apparently sitting exactly on top of the San Andreas Fault (hmmm) and the water in the pools and hot tubs comes directly out of there. When it gets to the surface it is so hot that they actually have to cool it down before it goes into the pools. Yesterday the temperature in the upper pool was 94˚ and the hot tub was 104˚! Chris & I have yet to try out these mineral baths but we intend to do that before we leave…maybe today.
 
Beautiful view of the mountains to the NW (Santa Rosa?)

Ducks, turtles & Bluegill are in this lovely pond in the RV Park.

FYI: You know you are in California when you see a billboard advertising Brazilian Butt Lifts for $6600…and a road sign for the 1st Atheist Church on the next exit!