Breakfast? Well, I had a bowl of fruit and yogurt and 1/2 of a small bowl of steel cut oats. The other 1/2, I put in the refrigerator for later. I’m still not very hungry. Gary can eat but he’s come down with a full blown cold and now his back hurts. We’re not used to being sick - we must be getting older. Oh, not us.
We took a walk about the campground in the morning. Here we are in our campsite. Isn’t that a great lookin’ rig?
Pretty plain where we are in the ‘transient’ section but the view is awesome. Mountains ringing us. However, as plain as our section is, the housing section on the owned lots is pretty elaborate. Because the campground borders on BLM land, there is a large contingent of ATV’ers who camp here and line up at the gate to the BLM land for their fun for the day.
This park also has Methuselah, a 400-year old saguaro and the oldest one in the state. Needless to say, the residents of the park take extraordinarily good care of this cactus. However, because of its age, there were lots of holes in it where birds have been making nests for years. Here’s one peeking out to see what’s going on in its neighborhood.
There was a beautiful desert garden with not only Methuselah but hundreds of other cactus and other desert plants. They had also put in rocked pathways and benches to sit on. The view from the garden was absolutely smashing with the mountains in the backgrounds.
Usually the campgrounds we stay at are filled with RV’s and what are called ‘park models’ which I’ve spotlighted in my blog for 12/22. This campground had a variety of housing. Most of the lots are 1/2 acre: some have RV’s on them, some have homes with an RV parked beside them, many had loads of regular homes, mostly ranch style and some with 3 garages. Many of them are second homes for Phoenicians who are coming up here for the ATV trails or to escape the heat in the valley. Above is one designed for RV’ers.
And this guy’s and gal’s toys cover all the bases. 4-wheel drive truck, sailboat and ATV and RV. What more could anyone want?
Just thought of an incident from a few days ago. We were at the grocery store and noticed a bunch of ravens hovering over and perched on the bed of a white truck 2 spaces down form us. We took a closer look and saw a box from Costco with a bag of tortilla chips and a container of sour cream and some other food. Those birds had pecked a 1/2” diameter hole in the tortilla chip bag. Wow, they were determined. When we got back to the truck after shopping, we scared the birds away and peered into the truck bed. Hey, that hole was about 2” in diameter now. We saw a guy heading for the truck and hung around to tell him, if he was the owner, what had happened to his bag. Nope, not the owner. We just hope the owner notices the hole in the bag and tosses the chips.
Nah, he’ll probably take it back to Costco and complain about the hole in the bag of chips he bought.
The Desert Caballeros Museum in Wickenburg, 8 miles away, opens at 12:00 today and, since we’ve heard great things about it, we thought we’d head on over.