This National Forest boondocking spot is a favorite stop on my travels when passing through Arizona's Verde Valley. With great views, quiet and a Verizon 4G signal, what's not to like. Urban Cottonwood for shopping is just a few miles west.
The red rock escarpment (color didn't show up well on this photo) to the north is the backdrop for Sedona -- about 15 to 20 miles distant as the crow flies.
With a few other rigs parked here, the odds were that I would know one of them. That one was Mobile Kodger.
No doubt there are a few more road acquaintances in the Verde Valley Thousand Trails park down the hill to the right of the photo. For five years I had a Thousand Trails membership. I gave up the membership when there was little usage of Thousand Trails parks.
With a stored solar power in Wandrin Wagon, the price is right for this great location.
Monday, September 30, 2013
Saturday, September 28, 2013
Heading South
When your home is on wheels, moving is simplified. This time it was the weather that made me hitch up. With Southwest Colorado predictions of snow at higher elevations and night time temperatures in the thirties, it was time to migrate further south. There also were freeze warnings. I would rather be warm, so I headed out.
With several options of travel to the southwest, I had explored several of them in past journeys. Looking at an Arizona map, I noted one place I had not explored previously. Homolovi State Park was right where I wanted an overnight stop.
The campground at Homolovi State Park has wide open views. Large spaces. Water and electricity at the sites. Dump available. There were lots of empty spaces to choose from. Arriving at the campground, I was the fifth camper. However, soon the place was swarming (actually there were about ten) with Airstreams. Must have been some kind of camping club.
The park provided some new exploring as I wandered around the various ruins dating from 1200-1400 AD. For more information about the history of the park and the ancestral Hopi that were here 700 years ago, see Homolovi State Park at this Wikipedia entry.
After touring some of the ruins, I joined a ranger led tour to ruins that are not publicly available. The ranger was a wealth of knowledge and answered many of the questions posed by the group -- including me.
The kiva at this site was rectangular rather than the round that I had expected to see.
The ground at all the ruins was covered with pottery sherds. Some of the sherds are from pottery made locally, but many more were from the trading route.
Making of stone tools through knapping was also in evidence with these stone shards.
No ruin site from the southwest would be complete without petroglyphs. This was only one of many petroglyphs at the ruins. Prior to state ownership in 1986, the area was a ranch and locals contributed the 20th century petroglyphs.
The Hopi ancestors that settled here were farmers using water from the Little Colorado River. In addition to corn, bean and squash, according to archeological research their diet included rabbit. They didn't get them all.
I always enjoy learning. Today was a great day.
With several options of travel to the southwest, I had explored several of them in past journeys. Looking at an Arizona map, I noted one place I had not explored previously. Homolovi State Park was right where I wanted an overnight stop.
The campground at Homolovi State Park has wide open views. Large spaces. Water and electricity at the sites. Dump available. There were lots of empty spaces to choose from. Arriving at the campground, I was the fifth camper. However, soon the place was swarming (actually there were about ten) with Airstreams. Must have been some kind of camping club.
The park provided some new exploring as I wandered around the various ruins dating from 1200-1400 AD. For more information about the history of the park and the ancestral Hopi that were here 700 years ago, see Homolovi State Park at this Wikipedia entry.
After touring some of the ruins, I joined a ranger led tour to ruins that are not publicly available. The ranger was a wealth of knowledge and answered many of the questions posed by the group -- including me.
The kiva at this site was rectangular rather than the round that I had expected to see.
The ground at all the ruins was covered with pottery sherds. Some of the sherds are from pottery made locally, but many more were from the trading route.
Making of stone tools through knapping was also in evidence with these stone shards.
No ruin site from the southwest would be complete without petroglyphs. This was only one of many petroglyphs at the ruins. Prior to state ownership in 1986, the area was a ranch and locals contributed the 20th century petroglyphs.
The Hopi ancestors that settled here were farmers using water from the Little Colorado River. In addition to corn, bean and squash, according to archeological research their diet included rabbit. They didn't get them all.
I always enjoy learning. Today was a great day.
Thursday, September 26, 2013
Fix $10 Haircut
Wondering what Larry's rates were, I peered through the window, but could see nothing. Were his rates higher or lower than $10. Larry fixes those cheap haircuts or those expensive haircuts. I still didn't know.
A long time ago when I had hair it was a business man's cut for me. There was no way to fix the disaster I ended up with after one haircut. A buzz cut was the only real solution. That is when you recall the barber's motto, "The difference between a good haircut and a bad haircut is about two weeks."
Monday, September 23, 2013
Sunday, September 22, 2013
Cool Rainy Day
A photo of a street light through tree branches (iPhone 4S, Lightroom, Photoshop).
Durango was rainy most of today. Several warnings of area flooding. Mid afternoon the clouds let loose with hail. Too loud to hear anything, I had to end a phone call with my daughter. The hail ranged in size from a half inch to the infrequent one inch size hail. Those make a lot of noise when they hit the roof. I don't want to know how large hail has to be to crash through the roof -- or the Fantastic Air Vent cover.
Predictions are for a sunny day tomorrow. That's great.
Reading, a crossword puzzle, internet surfing and travel planning kept me occupied indoors on this cool and rainy day.
Durango was rainy most of today. Several warnings of area flooding. Mid afternoon the clouds let loose with hail. Too loud to hear anything, I had to end a phone call with my daughter. The hail ranged in size from a half inch to the infrequent one inch size hail. Those make a lot of noise when they hit the roof. I don't want to know how large hail has to be to crash through the roof -- or the Fantastic Air Vent cover.
Predictions are for a sunny day tomorrow. That's great.
Reading, a crossword puzzle, internet surfing and travel planning kept me occupied indoors on this cool and rainy day.
Saturday, September 21, 2013
Nature Remodels
After several months of little hiking, yesterday was a short hike. Today it was just under six miles round trip on the Colorado Trail from the Durango terminus. That should make me sleep quite well tonight.
As a weekend hike, I wasn't the only one on the trail. However, most don't go much further then the rock outcrops on the river where the kids and dogs splash. That is about a mile hike on the trail.
The bridge across Junction Creek was my turnaround point. A short distance before that point, the trail had been modified by nature. This was a recent event. It may have happened just a couple of days ago when the area was pelted with a couple inches of hail and lots of rain.
Several other hikers and bikers had preceded me across the avalanche of rocks, trees and dirt. The creation of a new trail left lots of texture to the trail. For this guy with balance problems, it wasn't an easy crossing.
About fifty feet below me on the river/s edge were several rocks and one very large rock that probably started the avalanche. The rock had the evidence of concussions with other rock on its tumble down the slope.
Looking uphill through the still standing trees, I spotted a location about 100 feet up slope where the rock was before the fall.
It was a great hike including seeing nature's remodeling of the landscape.
As a weekend hike, I wasn't the only one on the trail. However, most don't go much further then the rock outcrops on the river where the kids and dogs splash. That is about a mile hike on the trail.
The bridge across Junction Creek was my turnaround point. A short distance before that point, the trail had been modified by nature. This was a recent event. It may have happened just a couple of days ago when the area was pelted with a couple inches of hail and lots of rain.
Several other hikers and bikers had preceded me across the avalanche of rocks, trees and dirt. The creation of a new trail left lots of texture to the trail. For this guy with balance problems, it wasn't an easy crossing.
About fifty feet below me on the river/s edge were several rocks and one very large rock that probably started the avalanche. The rock had the evidence of concussions with other rock on its tumble down the slope.
Looking uphill through the still standing trees, I spotted a location about 100 feet up slope where the rock was before the fall.
It was a great hike including seeing nature's remodeling of the landscape.
Thursday, September 19, 2013
No Clouds
When I awoke this morning at Navajo State Park, it seemed brighter than usual. After getting upright and stumbling around I realized I was still alive as I saw a reflection in the mirror. The brightness was natural sun lighting -- not some celestial world I was experiencing.
Opened the blinds and looked to the west. There wasn't a cloud in the sky. I had not seen cloudless skies in over ten days. After donning clothes, I went outside to check the skies in all directions. There was a single cloud far north over distant mountains.
Great traveling weather. Time to move on. Soon I was on autopilot as I secured and stored things, dumped the tanks, filled with fresh water and I was on the road with Durango the destination.
This time I had a Plan B in the event I found Lisa and Steve's field too muddy to take a chance. Walked their field before pulling in the driveway. Looked safe. If it wasn't, it was going to be some very expensive towing.
There may be a few clouds here, but nothing that looks like rain.
It was a great day to travel. Tomorrow will be a great day to hike. Finally.
Opened the blinds and looked to the west. There wasn't a cloud in the sky. I had not seen cloudless skies in over ten days. After donning clothes, I went outside to check the skies in all directions. There was a single cloud far north over distant mountains.
Great traveling weather. Time to move on. Soon I was on autopilot as I secured and stored things, dumped the tanks, filled with fresh water and I was on the road with Durango the destination.
This time I had a Plan B in the event I found Lisa and Steve's field too muddy to take a chance. Walked their field before pulling in the driveway. Looked safe. If it wasn't, it was going to be some very expensive towing.
There may be a few clouds here, but nothing that looks like rain.
It was a great day to travel. Tomorrow will be a great day to hike. Finally.
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Always Have a Plan B
Considering the off and on rain conditions, I didn't know if I was going to get out of South Fork. Ever. I don't travel in the rain. Some vague planning was done on my next camping stop. Really vague. And no Plan B.
Two days ago in South Fork, the morning was cloudy once again. No rain. With SlowG internet speeds, rainy/cloudy days and the rent was due, it was time to move on. After a one week stay of clouds and frequent rains, I had done very little exploring and no hiking.
I hitched up under cloudy skies. Hoped it would stay that way. Starting at 8200 feet at South Fork and heading west on CO Hwy 160, it is a gentle climb to Wolf Creek Pass. Driving along that section of Hwy 160, the hillsides were mostly dead trees with an occasional green tree. Looks like it is only a matter of when a forest fire will occur. If no fire, the dead trees will collapse to become recycled nutrient for the healthy trees taking their place.
The pattern of dead trees continued to the Wolf Creek summit. The road was damp with a few rain drops falling from the light clouds drifting around this almost 11,000 foot pass.
Cresting the pass, the roads were more damp. Wet roads do impact traction. With no reason for hurrying, I maintained a steady 40-45 MPH going down hill with a down shift and the truck exhaust brake. That was when I was passed by some guy pulling a trailer going over 50. Hoped he didn't have to make an emergency stop on these wet roads or to avoid going over the edge on the tight turns.
That southwest downhill side of Wolf Creek Pass was scenically beautiful as the road followed the San Juan River drainage. The dead trees were on the other side of the pass. Seems this side of the pass had a different kind of pine. No dead trees.
Losing more elevation, the drainage widened to ranches and grassland pastured by black and red cattle. Sure looked like grass fed beef.
My camping destination was a Forest Service CG west of Pagosa Springs. Unfortunately, I didn't think about grocery shopping as I passed through Pagosa. I was out of edibles -- particularly the vegetables and greens that make my salads. When I arrived at the CG, I discovered it was well shaded. Solar was not going to work. Without a generator, I was going to go to Plan B.
There was no Plan B for a backup camping spot. With that planning omission, it was back on the road wasting lots of fuel. Finally stopped at a private park and parked less than 100 feet from the highway. Sometimes, I don't think clearly. Sounds like a symptom of attention deficit disorder.
Once Wandrin Wagon was parked, I headed to Pagosa Springs for grocery shopping. Then it was back to the RV park to listen to the traffic on Hwy 160. I would prefer the occasional train whistles to the continued road noise from trucks and fast moving vehicles.
This morning's commute traffic awakened me. The day could only get better. I had my morning shake and was on the road by 8:30 and at Navajo State Park by ten. Parked and setup by eleven. Pleasantly quiet here and only two other camping spaces occupied in this loop.
Yesterday's bad day wasn't a total loss; I learned a lesson (again) about making a Plan B for alternate camping options.
Today is a great day at Navajo Lake SP with great views, mostly alone and great 4G cellular access.
Two days ago in South Fork, the morning was cloudy once again. No rain. With SlowG internet speeds, rainy/cloudy days and the rent was due, it was time to move on. After a one week stay of clouds and frequent rains, I had done very little exploring and no hiking.
I hitched up under cloudy skies. Hoped it would stay that way. Starting at 8200 feet at South Fork and heading west on CO Hwy 160, it is a gentle climb to Wolf Creek Pass. Driving along that section of Hwy 160, the hillsides were mostly dead trees with an occasional green tree. Looks like it is only a matter of when a forest fire will occur. If no fire, the dead trees will collapse to become recycled nutrient for the healthy trees taking their place.
The pattern of dead trees continued to the Wolf Creek summit. The road was damp with a few rain drops falling from the light clouds drifting around this almost 11,000 foot pass.
Cresting the pass, the roads were more damp. Wet roads do impact traction. With no reason for hurrying, I maintained a steady 40-45 MPH going down hill with a down shift and the truck exhaust brake. That was when I was passed by some guy pulling a trailer going over 50. Hoped he didn't have to make an emergency stop on these wet roads or to avoid going over the edge on the tight turns.
That southwest downhill side of Wolf Creek Pass was scenically beautiful as the road followed the San Juan River drainage. The dead trees were on the other side of the pass. Seems this side of the pass had a different kind of pine. No dead trees.
Losing more elevation, the drainage widened to ranches and grassland pastured by black and red cattle. Sure looked like grass fed beef.
My camping destination was a Forest Service CG west of Pagosa Springs. Unfortunately, I didn't think about grocery shopping as I passed through Pagosa. I was out of edibles -- particularly the vegetables and greens that make my salads. When I arrived at the CG, I discovered it was well shaded. Solar was not going to work. Without a generator, I was going to go to Plan B.
There was no Plan B for a backup camping spot. With that planning omission, it was back on the road wasting lots of fuel. Finally stopped at a private park and parked less than 100 feet from the highway. Sometimes, I don't think clearly. Sounds like a symptom of attention deficit disorder.
Once Wandrin Wagon was parked, I headed to Pagosa Springs for grocery shopping. Then it was back to the RV park to listen to the traffic on Hwy 160. I would prefer the occasional train whistles to the continued road noise from trucks and fast moving vehicles.
This morning's commute traffic awakened me. The day could only get better. I had my morning shake and was on the road by 8:30 and at Navajo State Park by ten. Parked and setup by eleven. Pleasantly quiet here and only two other camping spaces occupied in this loop.
Yesterday's bad day wasn't a total loss; I learned a lesson (again) about making a Plan B for alternate camping options.
Today is a great day at Navajo Lake SP with great views, mostly alone and great 4G cellular access.
Monday, September 16, 2013
True Beauty
"If nature was beautiful and instructive, it was also heartless, terrifying, and cruel. It was so many things at once, and I came to feel that that’s where its true beauty lay." -- Frank Bures in The Painted Bird
Mount Hood from the shores of Mirror Lake
Big Thompson River after
Front Range Colorado heavy rains and flooding
Photo by Andy Cross/Denver Post from a series of photos at Colorado Flood damage aerial views posted at the Loveland Reporter Herald.
Sunday, September 15, 2013
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