Sunday, October 19, 2008

2008 – Week 25

Tuesday, October 14, 2008:
Today was drive, drive and drive some more! We started off the day flushing the holding tanks so that when we arrive home tomorrow, it will not be such a chore. Before we started north on I-81, we refilled with gas and then had a great breakfast at Perkins Pancake House. I have suffered from a lack of omelets over the last month so we fixed that problem while Susie had a poached egg and pancakes. We also had orange juice and coffee (the coffee wasn’t very good!).
We drove north for 200 plus miles with Susie and I splitting the driving. During the morning, Todd Johnson called us to tell us of the passing of Gail after a long and surely painful time with breast cancer. She was truly a wonderful lady and will be missed greatly by all she touched. We stopped for gas, and Susie made lunch to eat as we continued north. We passed one of those large blue signs that stated we had entered the Chesapeake Bay Drainage and felt that we were definitely in home territory. We stopped at one campground a bit south of Winchester VA, looked around and decided that it wasn’t for us. We continued a few miles further and found another. We stopped at 5:15pm after having driven 346 miles, sandwiched between 18-wheelers. We now have 72 miles to get home but didn’t have the energy to continue. Anyway, we would have arrived home after dark.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008:
It was a lousy night’s sleep. The RV Park was on a by-pass around Winchester VA, and it was noisy when we went to sleep and noisy again when we awoke. We were very grumpy when we awoke. We had breakfast and showers and left at 10:15am. We managed to miss a turnoff and had to go a few more miles and make a u-turn to get back on track. I-70 at Frederick MD was a mess; down to one lane as they are widening the road. It doesn’t seem that they have made much progress since we last passed through in April. We eventually pulled into the house at 12:45pm, and backed up the trailer to the house and unloaded. We returned the trailer and decided to have dinner out and then crashed into bed at an early hour as we tried to decompress. Our house-sitter, Paula Moore, had the place looking wonderfully, a real accomplishment considering the amount of rain, thunderstorms and power outages she experienced over the summer.


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Summary Facts:
We left home on April 29, 2008
We returned home October 5, 2008
We traveled 17,779 miles in those 170 days
We spent 28 days in CA, 58 days in the State of Washington, 51 days in Oregon and 13 days in TX.
We revisited three areas we did in 2003: Guadalupe NP (TX), Davis Mountains (TX) and Big Bend NP (TX).
The hottest place was Yuma NM with a temperature 109 degrees.
The coldest place was Colfax WA where it snowed on June 10.
We traveled the road across the north end of Yosemite NP the first day it was cleared of snow.
We could not revisit Glacier NP in mid-June at as the Going-to-the Sun Road was still closed from the winter snows.
We saw Orcas on 6 of the 8 days we were in the San Juan Islands WA
IT WAS A HELLUVA GREAT TRIP!

2008 – Week 24

Tuesday, October 7, 2008:
We had a good night sleep, but were awakened when the campground host stopped by and left a note on our windshield concerning the need to stop by the office and register for camping. We tried to go back to sleep but it was hopeless as the sun was starting to come up. We finally surrendered and climbed down at 7:30am. I took Daisy out for her walk and to pay for the night. Unfortunately, the office was a mile away, and after we had walked about halfway I decided to wait for a bit. When I returned I found the Campground Host talking to one of the Park Rangers and was told that there was no rush. We had coffee, breakfast, then Susie washed Daisy and I washed the front surfaces of the RV to remove the grasshoppers we had collected over the last few days. It was then time for showers and to continue our trek east to San Antonio. The first stop was at the Wal-Mart Superstore in Del Rio TX for an oil change and some food. We then made some phone calls to Jeff, Susie’s brother, to ask if it was acceptable for us to arrive one day early. We then called the U-Haul shop to confirm the order for a 6x12 trailer to haul stuff back to Sykesville. They were unable to tell us where to pickup the trailer, but would call us by 9:00pm tomorrow night and then we’d drive to pick it up. We hope it’s not on the south side of San Antonio as we are on the north. We left Del Rio and continued east on US90, passing ranches that have been converted to big game hunting facilities. These places charge a big fee to people for the chance to bag game in an enclosed area. Some sport! We saw gas for $3.099/gallon and turned around to get it. That price was available only in 2 small towns, and as we approached San Antonio, it jumped to $3.299/gallon. We stopped at the first Dairy Queen in a long time just to get back into civilization. Susie drove while I navigated around the I-410 Beltway during rush hour. I think we saw more cars in the 20 minutes on the Beltway than we have in the last week. We arrived at Jeff and Candy’s at 5:40pm after having driven 201 miles and talked while we introduced their 6 dogs to Daisy. One of them, Quinn, was just a puppy when Daisy was here in 2003, and they seemed to remember each other. What a relief! The others were so excited to see another dog and people that they couldn’t contain themselves. Two cats have recently moved on to the property, and Daisy was more interested in them.


Wednesday, October 8, 2008:
Nothing much happened today. We have just decompressed in preparation for picking up and packing the trailer. I was planning to have us go east along I-10, but there are no campgrounds available for 150 miles around Houston where I-10 passes through. We have pretty much decided to go north to Dallas and take I-30 to I-40 to I-81 home. Just heard about Constellation Energy’s problems and its purchase by one of Warren Buffett’s companies. Well, that’s about it for the day.

Thursday, October 9, 2008:
We picked up the trailer at 9:00am and started loading around 11:00am. It took a full 5 hours, and I know I was exhausted, probably affected by the heat. Susie stood up better than I, but she isn’t much of a complainer. Candy made us a terrific dinner, and I ate more than I should have, but it was worth it. Jeff’s son E.C. come over and had dinner with us. He is a neat guy and told several funny stories about his interaction with several animals including a possum, rattlesnake and different spiders. He is an old car buff and always has a few in restoration. We commented on the quantity of good looking older cars, and he made the comment that down there, they finally just wear out. No salt to rust the bodies, frames, etc. down here. We finally went upstairs at 9:30pm, and Susie finished her blog while I slept.

Friday, October 10, 2008:
I was up at 8:15am and took Daisy for her walk. I tried to feed her, but she wasn’t interested so I took her upstairs to see Susie. She was so excited; it was as if Susie had been gone for a week. I checked the trailer and had to make a few adjustments, and then we found that we had not packed one of the antique clocks. Luckily we found an open space in the trailer, and it fit perfectly. We had some coffee, bananas and muffin before leaving at 11:30am, a bit later than I wanted, but still OK. Gabby Garmin said we had 1,599 miles to our house. As soon as we were on I-35, we noticed a highway information sign that said “Serious accident ahead, I-35 shutdown in Austin at Exit 236-B.” We continued north and came to realize that I-35 between San Antonio and Austin was lined with big box stores and industry. We drove for another hour plus without seeing another sign and assumed that the accident had been cleared. Well, it hadn’t, and with the help of Gabby, we were able to divert to the east and get around. It was interesting that as soon as we left I-35 and drove just a few miles east, it was just open land, no big stores or industry. In addition to Gabby, we followed an orange colored 18-wheeler (Schneider Trucking?) that looked like he had done this before. He led us perfectly! We then headed northeast on US79, stopping for gas and Dairy Queen. The land had turned greener and the pastures were good-looking with enough trees in them to be attractive. There were not many hills, but when we reached to top, we could like for miles without any signs of mountains. We saw oil well pumps and collection systems after we drove through Buffalo. We reached Paradise at 6:10pm having driven 268 miles. Not bad considering the diversion for the accident. The campground owner warned us to stay on the paths and not throw the ball for Daisy in the large grass area nearby since he had recently killed 7 copperheads there. Gabby says we now have 1,345 miles to go.

Saturday, October 11, 2008:
We took showers, left the RV Park at 9:30am and continued northeast on US79. It was a nice road, and we made good time, probably not as good as on the Interstate, but it was much more quiet and enjoyable. Nothing really exciting, but quiet and enjoyable is good. As we approached Pine Bluff, we found Shell gas at $2.829/gallon. There have not been many campgrounds along US79, but we found the Pine Bluff Regional Park and Saracen Trace RV Park. We had hoped for a ‘pull-through’ site so we wouldn’t need to back up the trailer but there were none. Susie was able to back the RV and trailer into a site, and all was well. We turned off the engine at 5:00pm after driving 336 miles. We walked back to pay for the site, and then Susie trimmed my beard. We had an early dinner and had a good night sleep in preparation for tomorrow. There is a big timber industry here, and I think we’ll have the smell all night unless the wind direction changes. We have been using back roads as much as possible, paralleling the Interstates and will continue to do so as long as we can. Gabby Garmin says we have 1,072 miles to go, using her routing system. It will be more.

Sunday, October 12, 2008:
We left Pine Bluff RP at 9:00am after taking Daisy for a walk and having breakfast. This is an interesting pubic park in that there are several full-time residents, some with fairly beat-up rigs, cars without license plates and numerous cats wandering around. All night there were sounds like muffled explosions in the distance. We never did figure out what the cause was. The Regional Park is a full sports complex with a golf course, model airplane flying field, baseball fields and batting cages in addition to the RV Park. There may be more, but that is all we saw during the drive in and out. We continued northeast n US79, driving through farmland with rice, soybeans, corn and maybe some other crops. I remember driving through northern Arkansas in 2003 and was surprised at the amount of cropland. The land is FLAT. We saw the same large cotton bales we saw in Texas in 2004 and numerous grain elevators and grain mills. We crossed over the very fast flowing Mississippi River at Memphis TN and promptly headed a bit south to US72 through Mississippi and into Alabama. We were in 4 states today: AR, TN, MS and AL. Some of the trees have started changing color, and we were wondering how much raking I’ll have to do when we get home. I suspect a lot. Maybe I can rent a big leaf blower to help in the cleanup. We pulled in to the Joe Wheeler SP and were very surprised at the number of families here. Last night there was only one unoccupied RV/trailer campsite out of 116. When we asked the Host why, he told us that the schools were out for fall break. Now, I ask you, why does a kid need a break from school after 6 weeks? Maybe it’s for the teachers. They have great showers, and we took advantage of them before dinner. We stopped at 4:30pm after having driven 331 miles today. Gabby says we have 756 miles to home. I think most of the rest of the trip will be on the Interstates up through TN and then I-81 through VA.

Monday, October 13, 2008:
Up a bit early, had coffee and then started driving at 8:30am CDT. Susie brought bananas and nuts to the front of the RV so we had something to eat as we started. We drove east on US72, through Huntsville where we bought some gas. I couldn’t believe the high price so we didn’t fill the tank, hoping that as we approached the Interstates the price would drop. In Huntsville, the prices ranged from $3.599 to $2.959 per gallon, all within a 3-mile distance, very strange. After having driven for 3.5 hours, we stopped for breakfast at Jacks, a local hamburger chain. We had the southern staple of eggs, bacon, biscuit and sausage gravy. We wanted orange juice, but the delivery of the day had not arrived. We headed north to I-24 and drove on that for a bit, passing into TN then GA and finally back in to TN. We crossed into the Eastern Time Zone and set as many clocks as we could reach without climbing out of our seats. We bought gas just as we entered TN for the 2nd time as we couldn’t wait any longer. We went for I-24 to I-75 to Knoxville where we joined I-40. There was a brief detour as I-40 in the middle of Knoxville was closed for construction, but it didn’t cause any great delay. We continued east on I-40 for many miles, stopping for lunch in a Rest Area before we joined I-81. We stopped in the Warriors Path SP, just north of Johnson City TN. There was a lake here, and Daisy just jumped in and swam and swam. She has not had the opportunity to swim much on this trip so this was great. Maybe we’ll take her again tomorrow before we leave. We drove 359 miles and stopped at 5:30pm EDT, a driving time of 8 hours. Gabby says we have 410 miles to go so we’ll probably stop one more night to avoid arriving home just before dark.

Wednesday, October 08, 2008

2008 – Week 23

Tuesday, September 30, 2008:
We had a good night sleep and then took our showers. I must comment on how nice it is to live where there are strict smoking laws. As we traveled across AZ, NM and now TX, many more people smoke, and everyplace we go smells of smoke. We left the RV Park and refilled with propane before heading west a bit to go to AAA for more books and maps. We are now set for the trip home plus some other trips in the future. We had 2 more chores to do before we headed to the Guadalupe Mountains NP, about 100 miles east. The first was to the self-service car wash where we were successful in removing all the grasshoppers killed yesterday. Both Susie and I washed as Daisy watched and was occasionally sprayed, much to her annoyance. We were unable to clean the brown streaks off the roof and rear surfaces. Susie was on the roof and believes that the brown comes from the eucalyptus trees that we parked under at Morro Bay SP. We filled with gas and took off, eating lunch on the way. Our internal time clocks are a bit confused as we turned the time 2 hours ahead last night because we knew that today we would enter the Central Time Zone. We are now only an hour different from home even though we are 1,843 miles (so Gabby Garmin says) away as the crow flies. We drove east across land that was fenced, but it wasn’t until we had gone 75 miles that we saw cattle and pronghorn antelope. A bit later we saw the outline of the Guadalupe Mountains. As we approached from the west with the sun at our backs the light tan color of the Guadalupe Mountains was very striking. At the foot of the mountains there are dry salt lakes and a few irrigated fields. We wondered where the fresh water came from. We had been driving at an altitude of 3,000-4,000 feet, but as we turned north into the Park we started climbing to the Visitor Center at 5,822 feet. El Capitan, the southern most point of the Guadalupe Mountains, with a peak elevation of 8.085 feet was in our face as we turned north. It is not the highest point; that distinction goes to Guadalupe Peak at 8,749 feet. Only Guadalupe Peak is accessible by trail. These mountains are a part of the Capitan Reef, a 400 mile-long reef that was formed some 260,000,000 years ago. There are only 3 parts of this original reef visible today: the Guadalupe Mountains, Apache Mountains and the Glass Mountains. The shallow sea that created this reef evaporated and the reef was covered with sediment. About 10,000,000 to 20,000,000 years ago, give or take a few days, there were movements in the earth that raised up the earth and slowly the overburden was removed leaving the 3 sections visible. The Visitor Center was supposed to close at 4:30pm but we thought they were in no hurry and extended the hours to accommodate several late arrivals. Actually the Park was on Mountain Daylight Time, and we had our clocks set to the wrong time. After collecting information on hikes and sights to see, we drove through the Campground and then on to the Frijole Ranch. The first house, built around 1876, was a 2-room building and was located adjacent to a spring that today flows at 6 gallons/minute. There are 6 springs within a 3-mile radius of the ranch house, providing water for a limited number of cattle and sheep. When we looked at the land, we were astounded that there was that much water available. Of course, eventually there was a drought, the water supply was reduced and the ranching operation failed. We returned to the campground and ended up talking to recently retired man. He and his wife are doing much the same thing as we are, and he is struggling a bit with the need to smell the roses. He and his wife lived in Hopewell NJ, only a few miles from where we lived before moving to MD. As the sun set, and the temperature drop, Susie cooked dinner, and then we went inside. We have changed Daisy’s food to the bland diet because of the altitude. She seemed a bit sluggish, and we suspect it is the altitude issue again. Tomorrow, we’ll probably head to McKittrick Canyon for a hike up the McKitrick Canyon.


Wednesday, October 1, 2008:
Oops, I discovered that we are not in the Central Time Zone, but the Mountain Time Zone due a zig and zag in the line. I did not change anything as it will all be fixed when we head south towards Fort Davis and the University of Texas McDonald Observatory. We took the McKitrick Canyon Trail today, and it was well worth the 7.75-mile hike. The first mile was generally in the open and exposed to the sun but since it was early and the sun at our back, it was comfortable. We trudged along and realized that the canyon was getting narrower as the mountains around us closed it. We crossed an absolutely clear stream twice within the first 1.5 miles, but there were rocks across so we didn’t get wet, except when we slipped off the rocks. The trees and plantings became greener as a result of this water source. We did notice that the leaves of the deciduous trees have started change color adding another dimension to the hike. The further we progressed the narrower the canyon. The mountains, especially to the south, were tall and colorful. On our way in, we passed by the Pratt House, but would visit it on the way back. We continued another 2 miles to the Grotto and the Line Shed. The Grotto had been carved out by the floodwaters over a long period, and it was like looking into the mouth of an animal with very deformed teeth. We had lunch there and found a pair of small blue jeans and socks drying on a picnic table. We left them there but told the Ranger when we returned. We continued on to the Line Shed, built in 1924. It has been restored structurally, but we could not get inside. That was a far as we could go on this side trail so we turned out and headed back. Once again, the sun was at our backs, and the view was completely different due to the ever-changing shadows. We noticed the different features and views and took advantage of the stream crossings to soak our hats to use as ‘swamp coolers’. We did stop at the Pratt House, built in 1931, and were amazed by the construction. All the surfaces, including the roof, are grouted stone. The roof beams were the only wood used in the structure.
The Pratts lived in this house for many years after he retired. In 1966 the son of J. C. Hunter, who had been buying land in the area since 1923, sold 72,000 acres to the NPS in1966. When the Pratts were almost washed away in a flood, they gave their 5,000 acres of land to the National Park Service in the 1970’s to incorporate into Park. We returned to the Campground and took sponge baths. The temperature today didn’t top 80 degrees and with very low humidity, it was a great day for hiking. We saw several hikers returning to the Campground after having accomplished much more strenuous hikes that we did. They were tired but proud. The sun went down behind the mountains at 5:20pm MDT, and the temperature cooled rapidly. It should be a good sleeping night.

Thursday, October 2, 2008:
Another wonderful morning! I met an English (?) woman who did a long hike yesterday and was going to the high point of the Park and coincidently, the high point of Texas today. I also talked to a young man who is on a quest to summit all the high points in the 50 States. I didn’t ask if this was the highest so far, because if it is, he has a long way to go. We sat at the picnic table and worked on the blogs. I saw a car with Maryland license plates and discovered a young man who lived in Towson. His home now is the red Ford Escort station wagon. He had taken time off from work to tour the West Coast and was on his way home to spend a bit a time with his family before going to Europe with a friend. We left the Campground at noon CDT, and drove south to Fort Davis to spend 2 nights to visit the McDonald Observatory and historic Fort Davis. We drove south on TX54 and when we reached I-10 we decided to fill with gas and buy milk in the town of Van Horn. Several of the gas stations had closed, but the Pilot Truck Stop was open. It is another town on the way out. We continued south on US90, which runs in a very flat area between mountain ranges covered with green sagebrush. As in 2003, we crossed swales that had water depth indicators to warn the motorists of the danger of being swept away during heavy rains. We continued south, and the land showed signs of becoming good ranch land. We even saw a few head of cattle. As we were approaching the town of Valentine (population 290 on a good day), I saw a small building with a glass storefront with the name Prada on it. It couldn’t have been the clothing chain because there was no one with enough money to buy even Wal-Mart stuff. At the same time, Susie saw a big white object in the sky. Resisting the temptation to say that it was a UFO looking for Roswell NM, I took out the binoculars as we came closer and saw that it was a helium filled balloon shaped like a blimp. I have seen photos of these blimps, and Homeland Security and the Border Patrol operated them to look for illegal immigrants, etc. Soon after, we turned east into the Davis Mountains. We went through town, bought milk and proceeded to the State Campground where we found that they only had room for us at a site with water and electricity but that we could ‘dry camp’ tomorrow night. Since we will have access to showers, that works for us. We arrived at 3:30pm CDT, and after 150 miles decided to take a break by not taking a hike and instead sat under the trees. It is quiet here but we were told that there is some sort of convention over the week. Susie heard a noise in the adjacent campsite. She thought she saw a javelina, an animal similar to a pig that resides in these areas. I went out to look and saw not one but seven of these animals, some of which came out of the tent. One was stuck inside for a bit and tried to get out through the closed end. I guess the owner of the tent, when he gets back, should be thankful it wasn’t a skunk! Incidentally, the sunset tonight is at 7:40pm and sunrise tomorrow at 7:49am. That’s what happens when you’re at the far west end of a time zone.

Friday, October 3, 2008:
We decided to take a hike this morning and then go to the McDonald Observatory for a series of programs that started at 2:00pm. We left the RV at 10:00am and started the hike, but were soon convinced that we had the wrong trail. Back to the campground where we found a park employee, and when we explained what we were trying to do, she assured us that we were on the correct trial, but needed to go further. Having wasted about an hour, we started up again, and at 11:30am, we found ourselves on the top of a ridge with a great 360-degree view. Off to the north were the three telescope structures of the McDonald Observatory and to the south a set of very large roofed structures that we couldn’t identify. We stayed for about 20 minutes, and then walked down. This hike was interesting to me, because when we stayed here in 2003, I was unable to make it to the top due to the large amount of beta-blockers I was taking at the time. Since I am off them now, five years later the hike was a success. We took showers and ate lunch while driving to the Observatory. The first program was about the sun, and we were able to view the sun through one of the telescopes and different filters. We saw the distortion caused by viewing through the atmosphere. We also saw pictures of the edge of the sun and solar flares that were coming off the edge. That section took one hour, and then we were taken to see two telescopes. The Harlan J. Smith telescope became operational, had a 107-inch diameter mirror and was what is now considered an old design. The mirror is coated with a very thin layer of aluminum, so thin that a single soda can provides enough material for four coatings. The mirror is cleaned with carbon dioxide gas. The Hobby-Eberly telescope was the first of a new concept that was developed by two Penn State astronomers. The mirror is actually 91 individual 6-sided mirrors creating an effective mirror of 30-foot diameter. The structure supporting the mirrors is a truss, similar to but stronger, similar to those we often see support roofs in shopping centers and other long span applications. The roof over the telescope is a geodesic dome, also much lighter and easier to rotate than the old design.
The picture above is one of the mirror and the reflections of the structure. It was confusing to look at in the real, so the picture will take a bit of study. The lecturer for this presentation was wonderful and managed to keep everyone interested. Maybe it wasn’t the fastest moving 2 hours and 45 minutes we have spent in a long time. The tour finished at 4:30pm so we went back to the RV, and I took Daisy for a walk while Susie made a light dinner. We returned to the Visitor Center at &:00pm for a 1-hour presentation on the constellations, first inside with the assistance of a computer program, and then outside to act out the movements of the planets in relation to the constellations. At 8:00pm, we started our last program, once again outside. It was also a great program and ended with us looking at different at different areas of the sky through 8 different telescopes. We left the Observatory at 10:45pm and headed back to the Campground to immediately go to bed.

Saturday, October 4, 2008:
We decided to have breakfast at a hotel and conference center run by the State of Texas. That was a welcome change for both of us. We decided to take another route out of the Campground and drove up a steep winding hill, actually the same one we climber yesterday. We had great views, but were surprised when the road came to an end at the edge of a cliff. Turn around and back down. You might think they would put a “No Outlet” sign at the bottom of the hill. Off we went to visit the Fort Davis National Historic Park. We have seen many historic forts, but this was the first masonry one. If you are ever in the area, it is worth the 2 hours we spent walking through. Fort Davis existed from 1854-1891 but wasn’t always operational. The first fort was abandoned by the US when Texas left the Union, but the Confederates took over for a while until they realized that the Northerners weren’t the problem, the Apaches were. The fort fell into disrepair and not much remained when the US again took over the site in June 1867. The fort was rebuilt and used to secure the area against the Apaches. The Fort continued to be operational until 1891, but the last military operation occurred in 1880. An interesting aspect of this Fort was that after the Civil War, the enlisted soldiers were black and the officers were white. 2nd Lt Henry O. Flipper, first black officer graduated from West Point, served at this Fort was court-martialed and dismissed from the US Army. In 1976, his court-martial was reviewed and overturned and he was given a full presidential pardon in 1999. We continued on to the Chihuahan Desert Nature Center and Cactus Gardens, located 4 miles south of Fort Davis. This desert extends south into Mexico and actually there may be more of it in Mexico than in the US. There were numerous plants, all with identification, so Susie was able to confirm some of the material she had seen over the last few weeks. There was also a greenhouse and the planting dates were shown in each of the pots. These cacti are very slow growing! At the exit from the tour was an exhibit of mining in the area in the late 1800’s to early 1900’s. There were samples of rock displayed and named so there was much to remember. Do much we didn’t have a chance! We left there and headed south on TX118 to the town of Alpine where we decided to buy lunch and drive south. We went into this good-looking place and ordered 2 sandwiches. It took at least a half an hour, and only after I said I wanted my money back did the food finally arrive. I had been noticing that I wasn’t the only one with a problem; there were several table was orders were completely fouled up. I was happy to leave. Interestingly AMTRAK has a station stop in this town. We tried to continue south on TX118, but reached the railroad tracks just as the guards went down so we sat and ate the sandwiches as a long train carrying double-decked shipping containers rolled by. Finally we headed south and the terrain became better looking every mile. There was more grazing land with low mountains punching up through the land. There were many odd shapes and were a welcome change to the flats we had been driving through. We stopped in the town of Sturdy Butte as the southwest side of Big Bend NP and checked into a RV Park. There were about 150 spaces, but only 6 were full. We wondered when the season is. We plugged in and ran the AC, trying to cool off the RV. We worked on the blogs, and I tried to use the information I learned last night but there was too much light pollution. It was warm enough that we had to use the lightweight blankets plus the fans.

Sunday, October 5, 2008:
It was still warm this morning when Daisy and I took our walk. When we returned, Susie had gone to take a shower so I fed Daisy and went to the showers. They were clean and the water was hot, but they charged $2.00 for 6 minutes. I suppose that it because we were in the Chihuahuan Desert and want to conserve water. However, since this is a full service (electric, water and sewer) campground, the people with the big rigs can use all the water they want without even thinking about it. We filled with gas and bought 2 muffins for breakfast on the go. Unfortunately they had potassium sorbate in them so Susie couldn’t eat hers. We suspect that everything has preservatives because they need a long shelf life. We drove into Big Bend National Park passing through flatlands and mountains.
The mountains are generally small, maybe only 3,000 feet about the flatlands but show signs of being volcanic in origin. We passed a coyote and then turned south on the Ross Maxwell Scenic Drive to the Castolon Visitor Center on the Rio Grande River. We decided to pass by most of the scenic viewpoints on the way south, except for Sotol Vista and Mule Ears Overlooks, and would visit them on the way back. It didn’t turn out that way! The Sotol Vista was at elevation 4,200 feet, and we were able to get great views of the Chisos Mountains to the south and east and the flatlands to the west. The wind was blowing and the temperatures were still cool. We saw a lay-by with an information plaque that explained all the different layers of stone that were exposed on Goat Mountain, a volcano that erupted 29 million years ago. The plaque was very informative and confirmed Susie earlier remarks that this looked like a volcano area. We continued south to the Mule Ears Overlook and took a short hike to get to the top of a small ridge to get a better view of the Mule Ears Peaks (highest @ elev 3881 feet). We continued to Castolon Visitor Center to find that the Rangers will not be there until November 1, but the store was open, and we had the shopkeeper to ourselves. Susie bought some stuff, and I have my ‘passport’ stamped, proving we had been there. The last purchase was ice cream bars. The road continues to the northwest along the Rio Grande, but it was closed due to the flooding. We were able to see the Santa Elena Canyon, where the river has cut through the Mesa de Anguila, but not get close due to the flooding. We had seen and hiked up it in 2003 on an earlier visit. We hopped back into the RV and headed back, stopping at the Burro Mesa Pouroff. We thought that there was a misspelling, but it turns out that a pouroff is a point where, during the rains, the water from the mesa drops to the floor below. We hiked about a mile up the dry watercourse until we found the pouroff. On the way there we saw how the water had cut through the rock, exposing the various layers of stone created by the volcanic eruptions. The colors were bright and the layers very discernable. We thoroughly enjoyed the walk and then headed towards Park HQ to see what added info we could find. While talking to the Park Ranger, I overheard someone say there were only 2 spots left, and she was headed there now. I took that to be the Basin Campground, interrupted the conversation and off we went to get a spot. A bit of explanation, in 2003 we stayed in a campground set up for RV’s, but it was flooded and hasn’t been reopened so there are very few spots for RV’s. Since ours is small we could go to the Basin Campground at about 5,000 feet elevation and surrounded by mountains with top elevations in excess of 6,000 feet. We wanted to be there because the weather would be cooler, and there were several hikes to choose from. We checked in and found several available sites so the woman must have been talking about the Lodge rather than the Campground. We took a walk to the Visitor Center where we saw a collection of very plain buildings. The only interesting part of the Visitor Center was the capstone on the top of a masonry wall. It was a multi-colored stone that neither of us had ever seen. While walking, we took lots of pictures so I had a bunch of stuff to do. Susie finished her drawings for today before she went to sleep.

Monday, October 6, 2008:
The sun really takes a long time to shed any light on things when you are down in a basin surrounded by mountains. As you might surmise, we were a bit slow this morning, but had a good breakfast and conversation with the folks Susie met in Ft Davis State Park. They were headed to NM for a few days and wanted our input. I think the consensus was for them to go to Guadalupe Mountains NP and Carlsbad Canyon NP, which are adjacent to each other. Off they went, and we headed to the Visitor Center to ask about hikes. Everyone in the Center agreed that we should take the Lost Mine Trail. The story about the Lost Mine is that a Spaniard found a vein of silver and made slaves of the natives to mine the silver. The natives took it for just so long, revolted and killed the Spaniards, closed the mine so that it would never be found and that’s the end of the story even though people still poke around. The trail does not go to Lost Mine Peak, but it is visible at the end on the 4.8-mile round trip, with a vertical climb of 1,000 feet to the top at 6,935 feet.


It took us a bit more than 2 hours to make the climb, and on the way up, we met the people who we thought had gone to Guadalupe Mountains. It took 1 hour to come back down, after goofing off for an hour at the top. The people in the Visitor Center were right. It was a wonderful hike with great views in all directions. We returned to the RV, had lunch and started driving. Susie drove 65 miles north until we were stopped at another Border Patrol station. The Captain asked us the usual questions, and then he and Susie had a conversation about cooking and eating cactus. I still am not sure that he wasn’t pulling her leg. Just after we left Big Bend, a small dark grey jet aircraft flew low overhead at a slow rate of speed and then turned east. We assumed it was looking for illegal border crossings, but with all the floods on the Rio Grande, it would be hard to cross. I drove the 5 miles to US90 and turned east for the 130-mile drive to Seminole Canyon State Park, another place we had stayed in 2003. The road was so flat that I was able to us the cruise control for 65 miles before I had to turn it off when we reached the town of Sanderson. I almost drove through when Susie asked how the gas level was and discovered that we didn’t have enough to get to the next town. We turned around and went to the only (we thought) station in town. Susie took over driving, and it seemed that the land was flatter than before. Unlike the driving yesterday, the mountains were far in the distance and the only structures were saw were hunting blinds and feeders to entice the animal. Some of the feeders were between the road and the hunting blinds. We wondered how many people had been shot. We eventually made Seminole Canyon SP, but it was dark so we just pulled into a campsite, hooked up the electricity and decompressed for a bit before working on the blogs. It is warm outside so it feels like light weight bed covers tonight. It was warm, but the wind began to blow, and it was a pleasant night.

Monday, September 29, 2008

2008 – Week 22

Tuesday, September 23, 2008:
We awoke this morning to the sound of sea lions, and actually whenever we were up last night, the sea lions were carrying on. Susie wonders if they ever sleep! Susie worked on her drawings in the morning before we left the campground at 10:30am. We drove around the public part of the Monterey Peninsula before paying $9.25 to drive through the private section. The oceanfront was clean and the waves crashed onto the rocks with vigor.

Unfortunately, if you went to look at the houses, most of what we saw was underwhelming. There were a few unique house designs that took advantage of the ocean views, but a lot of the stuff look like they were built in the 1970’s and never had any work done on them. More telling was the large number of ‘For Sale’ signs. We left the drive in Carmel and went to the Mission San Carlos Borromeo. The Mission was started in Monterey in 1770, but moved to Carmel in 1771 to be near the river and a source of fresh water. The church was built of native sandstone and took 4 years to complete. It was dedicated in 1797. A mortuary chapel was added in 1821. With the United States taking possession of the area, the buildings began to fall into disrepair, and it wasn’t until 1884 that efforts were made to save the structure. In 1931, another effort was made and was successful, and the buildings are still available for tourists to spend time there. We spent about an hour there and then decided to go to Los Lobos State Park and have lunch. Unfortunately they didn’t allow pets. We continued south on CA1 and noticed that the mountains came down right on the coastline. Most of the time we were about 100-200 feet above sea level viewing the wonderful blue ocean that turned to blue-green at the shore due to a sandy bottom. We stopped several times, but the most impressive was Hurricane Point, just a bit north of Point Sur. We had lunch and took pictures of the ocean, Point Sur and the mountains and road with a bridge to the north. Point Sur has a lighthouse that is located, along with numerous buildings on a tall and large rock formation that is still attached to the mainland, but just barely, by a sandy beach. We could have driven out there, but we saw only a single lane road and decided no. We had not seen many bicyclists so far, but all of a sudden they were eveywhere. We even saw a man riding a unicycle! We saw so many that we began to wonder if there was some sort of race underway. A few minutes later we saw a sign about the ‘California Coast Classic’. We don’t know where it started or where it ended, but it was a bit scary along this road, often with no shoulders. We passed the Point Piedras Blancas Lighthouse (I think), a very unique structure. It looked like a small version of a concrete cooling tower that you see around nuclear power plants. We continued past the William Randolph Hearst Castle, but did not stop since we had seen it before and once was enough. We eventually came into the town of Morro Bay where the skyline is dominated by Morrow Rock and 3 chimneys for an electric generating station. We wanted to be on the beach and so went to a RV Park, but it was undergoing renovations, and we figured we wouldn’t get any sleep, especially in the morning. We moved on the Morrow Bay State Park where we found a nice spot, or so we thought, until Susie noticed feathers on the ground and white spots on the asphalt. She looked up and saw at least a dozen turkey vultures roosting in the tree nearby. We moved the RV as far back as we could, but nothing will stay outside tonight. This State Park has numerous eucalyptus trees and before the smoke from campfires overwhelmed their smell, it was an unusual scent for us. Tomorrow we head further south, probably past Santa Barbara, after visiting another mission and town constructed in the style of a Danish village.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008:
It was 57 degrees and 72% humidity when I got up this morning to take Daisy for her walk. We walked into the very large eucalyptus trees and through the thick fog. We walked to the marina and looked at all the boats, some of which were wood and beautifully maintained. We did some chores, calling people, renting a U-Haul trailer in San Antonio, etc. We took showers and finally left the park at 11:30am and headed south. The fog was still so think that we were not able to see Morro Rock. Once again, once we were about 2 miles inland, the fog cleared, but the temperature didn’t rise terribly. As we were trying to get to the La Purisima Mission State Historic Park, there was road construction, Gabby Garmin seemed a bit confused, and we ended up going an extra 14 miles before we were straightened out. We bought lunch of malted shakes, hamburger and french fries. The extra miles were through quite an extensive area of vegetables, flowers and vineyards. The vegetables were being picked, and we noticed that the laborers wore hooded sweatshirts even though the temperature was in the mid-80’s. California must supply a very large percentage of the fresh vegetables for the US because they are farming wherever there is good land and water. We finally reached La Purisima Mission and had an enjoyable walk through the buildings that had been restored by the CCC in the late 1930’s. According to the brochures, this Mission was designed to hold 1,000 people, but the maximum number was less than 900. The first Mission was founded in 1787, and construction took several years. In 1812, a massive earthquake destroyed the original structures and a new set of structures was started in a new location 10 miles north. This site took 7 years to construct. In 1834, the Mission was sold to private owners as a ranch and was abandoned to the weather and time. In 1934 the CCC started reconstruction and the Mission was dedicated as a State Park on December 7, 1941. We spent about an hour there, and then moved on to the town of Solvang. Danish people started this town and to this day the buildings and shops maintain that theme. There was a Farmers Market, and Susie bought more fresh fruit for our trip. We didn’t stay long and headed back to the Pacific Coast for the night to prepare for the drive to Joshua Tree National Park. We pulled into the Refugio State Beach Campground where there were only 4 spots available. This is a surfer’s haven, and there are surfboards and wet suits everywhere. The camper next to us was a neighbor from hell, or so it seems to us. He talked long and loud on his cellphone, used a leaf blower to blow stuff around the site, and had too long a leash on his dog. Daisy and I took a walk to the beach and passed numerous large campfires, but no noise. As we looked out over the water, the sun had set and we saw 2 oil drilling rigs all lighted up and the masthead light of a small sailboat anchored off the beach. Too bad I wasn’t a bit earlier with my camera. Later Susie, Daisy and I took a last look at the ocean and the stars when we saw a bright light to the north. It was waving back and forth, and my immediate reaction was lighthouse. That turned out not to be the case as a southbound Amtrak train rolled into view. We decided it was time to go to bed. We plan to leave here at 9:00am, hopefully most of the traffic will be gone (if that ever happens in this area) and the trip to Joshua Tree NP not too strenuous. We need to find a self-service carwash to give the RV a good scrub!

Thursday, September 25, 2008:
Up this morning to see our last view of the Pacific Ocean. Susie had gotten herself turned around this morning and wasn‘t sure when north was. Of course, it wasn’t made any easier by the fact that the CA Coast where we had camped ran east/west. We left the Beach at 9:15am and traveled south on US101. We declined the opportunity to take CA1 along the coast because we believed it would take longer. We had decided to stay as far north of Los Angeles as possible so when the opportunity presented itself, we took CA134 that eventually turned into I-210. 180 miles later we needed gas so we stopped, and I asked the gas station attendant if there was a do-it-yourself car wash nearby. There was and only a 1/4 –mile down the road. I washed while Susie made lunch, but there are some bad stains that that would not come out after 2 pressure washings and 2 soap brush washings. It is certainly better than before, but it will take same work when we get home. I’m not sure what made the stains, but it seems to be from the roof, maybe bird droppings from Morro Bay SP? We saw a wind farm of about 200+ turbines while driving along I-10. We were in a mountain pass, and the turbines were placed to take advantage of the concentration of the wind as it passed through the pass. The wind farm was much longer than wide. Parts of this farm must have been in service for a long time as numerous turbines were smaller and less distance off the ground. Susie drove the rest of the way to Joshua Tree NP, and at the Visitor Center we learned that the Mormans had named the Joshua Tree. The outside temperature was 99 degrees and 15% humidity, and the building used a ‘swamp cooler’ for air-conditioning. The ‘swamp cooler’ is a device that has a water source that wets a series of water bags through which air is blown. It really works, but only because of the very low humidity. It would not work in MD! Joshua Tree NP is an amazing collection of granite and gneiss and trees.

The granite has come from below, through the gneiss rock, and has been worn and broken so that there a collection of big rocks may have been one very much large granite piece. Some of the pieces were smooth and others have a texture similar to stucco. We went to Keys View peak so that we could have a good look around, but the LA smog and a group of very nasty bees made us decide to turn around and go to the Jumbo Rocks Campground.
There are very few people here because the season starts later in the year and ends in April. We tucked in behind a big rock, and with the sun setting at 6:37pm, it started to cool off quickly. We cooked outside, and I wrote most of this while sitting at the picnic table. I was scared out of my wits by Daisy barking, jumping up and running to the end of her leash. This area is too desolate for most dangerous animals, but I had forgotten that. The stars were very visible tonight, actually better than last night because of less light pollution. I had planned to spend 2 nights here, but it looks as if one will do it.

Friday, September 26, 2008:
As we move east, the sun rises earlier! Susie and I took a hike to Skull Rock this morning before it got too hot. Skull Rock is piece of monzogranite that has been eroded so that when you look at it, it looks like a human skull .It has a nose, nostrils and eye sockets.

By the time we returned to the RV the temperature had climbed, and we turned the generator and AC on while we prepared the RV for the road. We left the campground and commented to each other that it was really a neat place and somewhat similar to others we have seen during earlier trips. Susie wanted more photos of Joshua Trees so we did that. We looked at information plaques that told of the Pinto Gneiss and Monzogranite and how they had interacted. The Pinto Gneiss is dark brown, almost black and the Monzogranite is tan. This granite does not seem to be as hard as other granite we have seen, and we say that because the material on the ground around the large rocks is small coarse pebbles and lots of them. We left the Mojave Desert section of the park and dropped down about 2,000 feet in altitude to the Colorado Desert. The plant life is very much different and sparse. One treat was the Chollo Cactus Garden,
an area of about 50 acres Chollo Cactus growing wild. There is a trail through the garden, but numerous warning signs about how dangerous the needles are. We were very careful! Next we saw the ocotillo, a deciduous plant that can sprout leaves numerous times during the year depending on the rainfall. We dropped down into the Colorado Desert, a flat area surrounded by mountains. There was not much in this desert but creosote bushes. These plants send roots down and out and spread a toxic material that prevents any other plant from establishing and taking the water. The plants look as if they had been planted in a geometric pattern. We left Joshua Tree and headed to the Salton Sea. Just before we arrived, we passed through a rocky gap that had the most interesting patterns in the twisted and turned rock layers.
Once through, we saw the Salton Sea and headed south on CA111 towards I-8. The Salton Sea is 15 miles wide by 25 miles long, averages 20 feet deep and is 229 feet below sea level. It was created in 1905 when the Colorado River flooded the area. It is now a salt-water lake (we didn’t taste it because it looked scummy and dirty). White pelicans were the most prevalent bird. We pulled over to the shore to have lunch and had to run the generator again. On we drove, passing through several towns on our way to I-8. There were a few factories with tall structures that had painted horizontal lines indicating “Sea Level”. The lines were a long way up! I-8 passes very close to the US/Mexico border and we saw numerous Border Patrol vehicles and checkpoints in the Imperial Sand Dunes Recreation Area. There were numerous agricultural areas, supported by irrigation, The Colorado River, where it flows into Mexico is just a bit more than a trickle. We followed the directions in the AAA Book to get to the RV Park. They were wrong, and we had to call the place for verbal instructions. Even Gabby Garmin was wrong (I think). We pulled in, plugged in and ran the AC full force until 7:30pm when we were able to turn it down a bit. Don’t know what we are going to do tomorrow, as we want to go to Organ Pipe Cactus NM. It is on the US/Mexico border, and is supposed to be 100 degrees tomorrow. It is just plain hot! As we went to bed, with the AC on full blast, we decided to forego Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument and drive on to Tucson to visit Saguaro NP.

Saturday, September 27, 2008:
I awoke at 6:15am just before the sun rose. With all the racket of the AC, there wasn’t a chance of going back to sleep. Daisy and I took our walk, and when we returned to the RV Susie was up and preparing for her shower. I had noticed several of the RV Park residents had taken their morning exercise at the same time Daisy and I took our walk. My guess is that they’ll spend most of the day inside their living quarters. Temperature was forecast to be 105 degreesWe had showers and coffee before Susie took Daisy on her 2nd walk of the day. We reconfirmed our decision not to go to Organ Pipe Cactus MN based on temperature and the closure of portions of the Monument due to security concerns. As we found out later, the security concerns were due to heavy and violent drug trafficking in the area. I straightened (cleaned was would be stretching the truth) up the RV and drove to the Park entrance to pick up Susie and Daisy. We filled with gas, and Susie had the sense to ask the gas attendant if there was a bakery nearby. It was about 100 yards, and she was going to walk there as I had the RV propane refilled. Oops, the station only filled the 20# tanks, not our big tank. We drove to the bakery, and I tried to go into the grocery store to get more cream. The bakery was open, but the grocery store was not. Off we went following 1-8 east towards Tucson, some 220 miles away. At the start, we passed through farmland, over the Gila Mountains then back to farmland. There were several cattle feed lot operations, and we could smell them before we could see them. These operations grow the cattle feed on irrigated fields, and the cattle were clustered under long canvas roofs to protect them from the sun. I am sure that humane treatment was not the reason for the shelter, but cattle out in the sun probably don’t fatten up quickly enough. Susie and I have been overwhelmed by the amount of food grown in the areas we have traveled. They have the sun and the water for irrigation (although that is becoming a problem as more homeowners want water to irrigate their lawns) plus labor to weed and harvest the crops. A crop planting technique we had not seen before (except for potatoes) is the mounding on dirt in long rows, plastic sheeting over the entire field (in some areas), and then flooding the areas between the mounds on a regular basis. These fields have been leveled, or provided with a small pitch, using sophisticated grading techniques so that the water flows from one end of the field to the other without any ponding. On the other hand, the suburbs are expanding at such a rate that excellent farmland has been purchased for housing developments and shopping centers. Pretty soon we’ll have all these people, but no way to feed them. We continued across southern AZ and were stopped at a Border Patrol checkpoint. These folks are dressed in dark uniforms and looked very uncomfortable! I-8 ends at I-10 just south of Phoenix, and we continued southeast to Tucson. There were mountain ranges on both sides of the road, but the ones to the southwest were more rugged and appeared to be from extrusions of lava through the earth. They reminded us of Shiprock (not the town) in northwest New Mexico. As we approached Tucson, large areas of saguaro cactus grew on either side of I-10. We passed by the Pinal Airpark, just west of Tucson, where old commercial airplanes are either refurbished or striped for parts. This is not to be confused with the Davis-Monthan Air Force Base, which salvages military aircraft and is located a few miles to the east. We tried to go to AAA to get more travel info, but we needed food first. We forgot it was Saturday and AAA closed at 1:00pm. Off we went to Saguaro NP – East Unit. We spent about 2 hours there driving slowly through a very small portion of the Park. It was in the 1920’s that the local people began to worry about the destruction of the cactus because of the construction of roads and grazing of cattle. These cacti grow very slowly, and while the cattle didn’t hurt the large ones, they did kill the small ones.


It was a magnificent sight, but we heard from a local, that he thought the West Unit was better. If we only had a few more days we could explore so more. We left the Park at 5:30pm and headed to a RV Park for the night. The snowbirds must not have come to southern CA or AZ because the parks are mostly empty. Because we did so much today, tomorrow will be a bit quieter. Not so many miles to drive, and we’ll be a bit higher in the mountains so it should be a bit cooler. Tonight we will not need the AC, a small window fan and a circulating fan in the sleeping area should do it.

Sunday, September 28, 2008:
What a nice change from Yuma AZ! We didn’t even need the window fan last night. There was a nice breeze and cooler temperatures last night, and when we awaken, the temperature was 72 degrees 41 % humidity and wind from the east. We washed clothes (in the process I knocked a cup of coffee off the table to the floor; it landed right side up but the carpet took a small bath), trimmed my beard and had a late breakfast before leaving the RV Park at 11:30am to the grocery store for fresh vegetables and other stuff not so good for us. We drove west on I-10 before turning off at Benson to Bisbee. The land was rolling with mountains all around, but in the far distance. There were many more trees (still short) and therefore more green. As we passed through the town of Tombstone, we turned down a side street to see what was there. One block over, we discovered a dirt-covered street with old town stores lining both sides of the street. There were stagecoach rides, re-enactments of the wild west with shootings of good guys and bad guys.

It turns out that on the 2nd, 4th and 5th Sundays of each month they do a reenactment, and it seemed that all the townspeople participated. We learned later that the town was almost a ghost town until several western movies were made featuring The Gunfight at OK Corral (1881) Wyatt Earp etc. It is also the home of probably the most well known cemetery in the west, Boot Hill. As a result of these movies the town came alive and the townspeople covered the asphalt pavement with dirt, but then had to call for help from Hollywood because the merchants were complaining of too much dust. They sprayed the dirt with some substance, solving the problem. We continued on the Bisbee, where we climbed up Mule Mountain and then dropped into the town of Bisbee. It is a hard town to drive a car around, but the RV was much worse. We ended up parking it, but in a difficult place. We walked to the Bisbee Bicycle Brothel and talked with the owner for quite a time about bicycles and the town.
There is a bar named St Elmo’s, which has been in continuous operation since 1902. The town has an open pit mine and gold and copper is mined here. There are numerous art galleries, but the best one uses its profits to support at-risk mothers and their children. It seemed like a town with a large drug and alcohol problem plus some scary characters are walking around. We finally had to retrieve the RV and Susie did a great job getting us down to the main road. The streets were just wide enough, and I walked ahead to make sure she cleared the obstacles, such as street signs (showed signs of vehicle abuse) and parked cars. We went to a RV Park in town just as the sun went over the mountain. It is 6:30pm and the sky is dark. We finally realized that AZ never goes on daylight saving time and so is the same time as CA during the summer period. We are planning to head to Big Bend NP in TX, but it will take us 2 days to get there. Then we’ll head to San Antonio. Just before bed I looked at the NOAA and found that there are flood waters in Big Bend caused by flooding in Mexico from a hurricane that came in off the Pacific. Dams and leeves were breached and the Rio Grande was over its banks. Guess we better keep in touch with the Park.

Monday, September 29, 2008:
It was a great night for sleeping. When we awoke, an east wind was blowing and the skies had a smattering of puffy clouds. Because AZ is not on DST, the sun was up a bit early, and we had time to do more laundry and download to our blogs. Susie issued hers this morning, but I have one more day to make a full week. We left Bisbee at 10:30am MST and had a drive of almost 300 to face today. We drove east on AZ80 to Douglas and then northeast towards I-10.We drove through the town of Douglas, which is just a few miles for the US/Mexico border but there was nothing exciting there. On the northeast section, we kept hearing banging noises, but they were intermittent, and we couldn’t figure out what was going on. When we switched to change drivers as we got to I-10, I walked around but didn’t see anything mechanical. I did see signs of bugs but I didn’t connect the noise and the bugs. On this section of the drive, we also saw a new metal building out in the middle of nowhere. It was a retail building selling yoga, natural foods and outfitter supplies. We couldn’t imagine who the clientele would be. We drove east on I-10 through Las Cruces and then south to El Paso TX. On I-10 we saw numerous signs warning of dust storms and zero visibility, and we saw several large dust devils. We saw18-wheelers carrying hay to feed cattle, but not many cattle. We found the RV Park and settled in for the night. The noise had stopped so I walked around the RV again and found grasshoppers stuck in the grill. A big wash job is needed. We have located a self-service wash and a propane refill station that we can use tomorrow. With the conditions in Big Bend, Susie has suggested that we spend 2 nights in Guadalupe Mountains National Park. There are no driving roads through the mountains, but there are several campgrounds so we’ll spent each night in a different one. Then we’ll check on the flood status at Big Bend before we make our next move.