Thursday, April 19, 2012

Beautiful Central Arizona

Hello again. Our last episode concluded on Monday, April 2nd, with our arrival in Camp Verde, Arizona at the Western Horizons resort. Camp Verde is located in the central Arizona mountains, about 100 miles north of Phoenix. The resort is only about a mile off of Interstate 17 and less than a mile from the Verde River. The city of Cottonwood, where my brother Dennis lives, is 11 miles northwest.

We got to the park about noon and spent most of the afternoon getting settled in. Our friends Peggy and Vernon Bullock, who had also come here from the Good Sam Rally in Phoenix and the park in El Mirage, are parked right next to us. Later in the afternoon we packed up two weeks worth of dirty laundry and drove into Cottonwood to wash clothes and linens. On the way back we stopped and picked up one geocache, thinking that we needed one for this date. Turns out we didn’t, but it still counts as a find. About 5:00 we were back at the coach for happy hour with the Bullocks. We had a little BBQ for dinner, hamburgers for us and chicken for the Bullocks, and then retired to our coach for the rest of the night.

Camp Verde is the oldest community in the Verde River valley. The town has a unique history, dating back to the early 1860s. Settlers first began migrating into the Verde Valley because of the mining industry. The first military establishment was a temporary post overlooking the farms at West Clear Creek. In 1865, the next post, Camp Lincoln was established. In 1865 the name was changed to Camp Verde. The post was moved to its present day site in 1871, due to the onset of a malaria outbreak. In 1878, the name was changed to Fort Verde to signify permanence. The fort was occupied from 1871-1891; with the post officially closing in April of 1890. Much of the old fort has been preserved and is now an Arizona State park.

Just outside of Camp Verde is Montezuma Castle National Monument. On December 8, 1906, President Theodore Roosevelt celebrated the passage of the Antiquities Act by declaring four sites of historic and cultural significance as our nation's first National Monuments. Among these was Montezuma Castle, which the President identified as a place "of the greatest ethnological value and scientific interest." Although very few original artifacts remained in the structure due to intensive looting of the site, Roosevelt's decision assured the continued protection of one of the best preserved prehistoric cliff dwellings in North America. Montezuma Castle National Monument quickly became a destination for America's first car-bound tourists. In 1933, "Castle A", a 45-50 room, pueblo ruin was excavated, uncovering a wealth of artifacts and greatly enhanced our understanding of the Sinagua people who inhabited this riparian "oasis" along Beaver Creek for over 400 years.

Early visitors to the monument were allowed access to the structure by climbing a series of ladders up the side of the limestone cliffs. However, due to extensive damage to this valuable cultural landmark, public access of the ruins was discontinued in 1951. Now, approximately 350,000 people a year gaze through the windows of the past during a visit to Montezuma Castle. Even 600 years after their departure, the legacy of the Sinagua people continues to inspire the imaginations of this and future generations.

The Monument also includes the site of Montezuma Well, a natural limestone sinkhole through which some 1,400,000 gallons of water flow each day from two underground springs. The sinkhole, which was once an underground cavern measures in at 368 feet across and 55 feet deep. The water is highly carbonated and contains high levels of arsenic. Montezuma Well's outflow has been used for irrigation since the 8th century. Part of a prehistoric canal is preserved at the picnic ground, and portions of the original Sinagua canal are still in use today.

The existence of the well was almost unknown to Anglo Americans before the publishing of Handbook to America by Richard J. Hinton in 1878. In 1968, Montezuma Well was the subject of the first ever underwater archaeological survey to take place in a National Park, led by archaeologist George R Fischer. The Yavapai people believe they emerged into this world through the well, and as such, it is a very sacred place to them.

Tuesday, April 3rd we left the park after lunch with the Bullocks and did some geocaching in the general area of Camp Verde. We had a really good afternoon with 21 new finds and no DNFs. A lot of the caches were out in the desert on some Jeep trails, so it was good we had the Geo-Jeep with its high clearance. After caching we returned to the RV park for happy hour. Later Jackie fixed her nice chili rellano casserole and we and the Bullocks had a very nice dinner in our coach.

Wednesday, April 4th, we and the Bullocks left the park early, about 10:00, and set out for Flagstaff, Arizona, about 50 miles north on I-17. Our primary purpose for driving all the way to Flagstaff is to visit the Camping World store. Regular readers may recall that back in March, when we were parked in Casa Grande, Arizona, a big wind storm had blown one of our air conditioner covers off of the roof of the coach. I had jury-rigged it back on, but it needed to be replaced and the Flagstaff store was the closest Camping World that had a cover in stock.

It took about an hour to get to the RV store, which was about ten miles west of town, and we spent a little while shopping before leaving with our new cover, and a few other goodies, stuffed in the back of the Jeep. We all decided we needed to have some lunch about that time, so we did a little Google search on the smart phone and found there was a Greek restaurant called Taverna on the west end of town. It turned out to be a very nice place in what appeared to be a fairly new building. The place was large and bright, and the staff was very welcoming. The restaurant was busy, but we got seated and served quite quickly. The menu was large, but not cumbersome, and the food was wonderful. Two of us had lamb shanks, I had the stuffed peppers and one had another Greek dish the name of which I don’t recall. Everyone reported that their food was excellent. My two large peppers were more than I could eat and I ended up taking one home for lunch tomorrow. I can highly recommend Taverna, located at 2420 S Woodlands Village Boulevard, in Flagstaff, to anyone who craves Greek cooking while in the Flagstaff area.

After our lunch we spent a couple of hours doing some geocaching in the Flagstaff area. We got seven new finds, along with two DNFs, before deciding it was time to hit the road for the trip back to Camp Verde. After we returned to the RV park we had happy hour with the Bullocks before retiring to our coach for the rest of the night. After the big lunch we didn’t even need dinner.

Thursday, April 5th, was to be a chores day. Vernon and I both had some chores to do, the biggest of which was the installation of the new backup camera systems that we had bought at the rally in Phoenix. While Vernon and I worked on our new cameras the girls left to go for lunch and do some shopping in Cottonwood. I started working about 10:00 or so and it took a good five hours to get the camera installed and working. The only issue I wasn’t able to tackle today was putting the new, smaller, flatscreen monitor in the hole in the dash where the old one resided. That will have to be put off for another day. For the time being the new monitor sits on top of the dash. I was also able to get the new air conditioning shroud installed on the roof, despite the high winds we were experiencing. By the time the girls got back home I had my tools cleaned up and was relaxing after a busy day.

We had happy hour with the Bullocks and Jim and Pat Goetzinger, who are also staying in the park, came down and joined us. We chatted for an hour or so before we went in for dinner with the Bullocks. We had another BBQ and had some very nice hamburgers with all kinds of goodies, including escargot for everyone but me. I don’t care for the snails, but I do like the garlic butter they are cooked in and ate a lot of bread dipped in the sauce. After dinner we just relaxed for the rest of the night.

Friday, April 6th, we stayed around the house until about 5:00 when we drove over to Cottonwood to spend the evening with my brother Dennis. He still works full time as a bank manager in Sedona, Arizona, so we wanted to visit him on an evening when he wouldn’t have to get up to go to work the next day. Dennis is the second of the five boys in our family, and he is the only other one to share the last name Holt. He is eight years younger than I and was born in Milwaukee as I was. Our other three brothers have our stepdad’s last name, Disch, and were all born in Phoenix.

We visited with him for a couple of hours, catching up and looking at his ongoing kitchen remodel, before heading out for dinner. The three of us went to a Mexican restaurant in Cottonwood called Concho’s. Although the place has been here for about six years, we had never eaten there before. It had really great ratings on Trip Advisor, an internet rating site, so we thought we would try it. It is located on Main Street, just north of old town Cottonwood, and is in a very old building. The place would be easy to miss since it is set back off the road and all the parking is in the rear. They have a large patio area and a big dining room as well. When we got there just before 7:00 we were the only customers, but the place filled up quickly.

They have a very large, authentic menu and we ordered our usual Sonoran favorites. I got the red chili burro and a taco, Jackie got a chili reallno combo. The staff was excellent, very attentive and friendly, and the food was very good. My red chili was excellent, but Jackie said her food could have been a little more spiced. The excellent salsa provided did spice it up a little bit. We had a very nice meal. We did find the place was a little pricier than other Mexican restaurants in the area, but the portions were huge. All three of our meals had to come on multiple plates because of the size of the portions. We all took food home with us for the next day. After dinner we dropped Dennis back off at his house and went back to the coach for the rest of the night.

Saturday, April 7th, we left the coach around noon, after lunch, and drove back over to Dennis’ house to pick him up for some geocaching. Dennis is the one who first told us about geocaching back in 2007. Prior to that we had never heard of the hobby. He still enjoys caching, but doesn’t do much on his own because he stays too busy with work and other projects. He likes the hunt, but not the administrative work. The three of us headed out and managed to get thirteen new finds, along with one new DNF. However, among the finds were two caches that we had DNF’d last year when we cached here. We always like to fix DNFs when we can.

After caching we dropped Dennis off at his house, so he could get his car, and then we drove back to the RV park. Dennis came over a little while later to spend the evening with us at our place. He sat with us for happy hour with the Bullocks and the Goetzingers, and then we had a nice lasagna dinner in the coach. Jackie made a big batch of yummy garlic bread to go with the pasta. After dinner Dennis and I retired to the back of the coach and spent a couple of hours with the karaoke machine singing and having a very nice time. We finally decided to quit about 10:00 and Dennis headed back to his house and we went to bed. A very nice day with family.

Sunday, April 8th, Happy Easter to everyone, Happy Passover to our Hebrew friends. We spent the day around the coach, mostly relaxing but also doing some cleaning and cooking for an Easter dinner for family and friends. Jackie and Peggy are doing most of the cooking for a dinner at which we are expecting about 12 people. About 3:30 my youngest brother Ken and his wife Susan arrived after driving up from Phoenix. They will be spending the night with us so we can spend tomorrow with them as well. Over the course of the next hour we were joined by my brother Dennis, who lives here in the Verde Valley, and his girlfriend Mona, Mona’s daughter Harmony, who is visiting from Hawaii, where she lives, and Gary and Ramona Wilson. We had been expecting Ramona’s brother, who lives in Sedona where they are parked for the week, but he had other plans and didn’t come.

So we had eleven people and we all just sat around between our coaches, in the shade of a wonderful Easter day, and enjoyed the mild temperatures and the companionship of friends and family. The weather had worried us because eleven people in one of our coaches is doable, but not comfortable. Fortunately, the weather was perfect. The wind, which had been blowing fairly hard most of the day, settled down about 4:00 and we had just enough breeze to cool the air. About 6:00 we got the food out and everyone had dinner. We had ham, turkey, and all the holiday fixings and we had way more than even this big group could eat.

After dinner everyone stayed around and talked and visited until about 8:00 when the Wilsons and Dennis and his group left. We cleaned up the leftovers and then we went into our coach with Ken and Susan and visited for another couple hours. We finally pulled out the sofa bed and got them settled in for the night and we went to bed as well. A very nice Easter.

Monday, April 9th, we all got up about 7:00 or so and by 9:30 we were out the door ready for a day of caching. We introduced Ken and Susan to caching a couple years ago and they love it. We took Ken and Susan in our car and Peggy and Vernon rode with the Wilsons, who are just recent converts to caching. We then set out to capture some caches in the area. We got about eleven caches in a couple of hours, along with one DNF, and then decided it was time for lunch. The Wilsons had to go back to Sedona to see Ramona’s brother, so that carload departed. The four of us went into the little town of Camp Verde and had lunch at a little café called the Verde Café. It was a typical local café, the waitresses seemed know most everyone that came in, and the menu was mostly sandwiches and comfort food. The food was very good, inexpensive and you got a lot to eat. I would give it a good recommendation. It is on Main Street, right in the middle of old town Camp Verde.

After lunch the four of us headed out for more caching. We continued our success and by 3:30 we had managed to get a total of 20 new finds for the day. We also got another DNF, bringing our total to two. We headed back to the coach where we chatted for a little while before Ken and Susan started back to Phoenix about 4:30. Poor kids still have to go to work tomorrow. Later we had cocktails with the Bullocks outside before heading into the coach for the night. It was a great day, but tiring and we crashed pretty early.

Monday, April 10th, my granddaughter Ashley’s 21st birthday! Happy Birthday Ash! For the second day in a row we got out for an early start on the day. We left the coach around 10:00 for a trip to the Prescott, Arizona area. Prescott is about 45 miles southwest of Camp Verde, and is a fairly large mountain community with a long, rich history. The area was a center of mining in the Arizona territory in the 1800's, and Prescott was the territorial capital for a number of years before it was moved to Phoenix. Vernon Bullock is a bit of a history buff and likes to go to old mining sites and ghost towns and he knew from his research that there were a lot of them around the Prescott area.

Since we were unsure how bad the roads might be to get to some of the areas in the mountains south of Prescott, we rode in the Bullock’s “real” Jeep Wrangler. The four of us were in their Jeep and the Wilsons followed along in theirs. We got into the town of Prescott about 11:30 or so and stopped at the Forest Service office in town, hoping to get some maps of the back roads. All of the area around Prescott is part of the Prescott National Forest. Unfortunately, we found that they did not have the kind of detailed road maps that we had hoped for. It seems that now you have to go to a bookstore and buy commercial maps, the government doesn’t do them for free any more. Poop. Nonetheless, we knew of a few sites, including the old mining town of Walker, named after Joseph R. Walker, a mountain man and fur trapper who led a prospecting party into the mountains of central Arizona, which was then a part of the New Mexico Territory. Walker’s discoveries and the subsequent mining boom are touted as the reason Prescott was founded.

We did a couple of caches in town and then found a Mexican restaurant where the six of us had a pretty good meal. The restaurant was called El Charro. The place is on Montezuma Street, just a half block off of Whiskey Row and the old courthouse square, which represents the center of the Prescott tourist area. The food was good, not great, but good. Most everyone had something different and the reviews where mixed, but no one had really bad food. After lunch we started exploring. We decided that we would stick with what little info we did have and we started south on Walker Road, which would take us to the site of the old mining town of Walker.

There wasn’t much in Walker other than a sign indicating that the area was once the site of a booming mining town. We then passed through the community of Potato Patch which had a lot of signs indicating it was a private community and you might be wise to stay out. Since you have to drive five miles on a twisty, bumpy dirt road to get to the community, they probably value their privacy, and probably protect it. We reached the junction where Walker road ends and meets the Senator Highway, which is also a rough dirt road that follows the original trail that led from Prescott down into the Salt River Valley where Phoenix lies. We decided to take the Senator Highway back to Prescott since it was getting late.

We did some caching along the way and managed to get nine new finds. The last of the finds turned out to be our number 3,800, another milestone in our caching “career”. There were several really neat caches including one called “Pink Car”. This was described as definitely a Walker Road landmark for approximately 73 years and a must stop. The car has a bit of history to it. Some 73 years ago it was left at this spot and rested comfortably for all those years. Story has it that back at the time when the gold and silver mines were active in this area, a local doctor known as the town drunk rolled the car. Supposedly the insurance company paid him for it, so he just left it there. Earlier this year it was "removed" by a group of kids not knowing it was considered private property and they did the right thing and returned it to it's resting place. They even gave it a new paint job since the original paint had lost it's curb appeal may years ago. We found the cache, which was attached to the car by magnets, and took some pictures of our group around the car.

Once we got back to Prescott we started back towards Camp Verde and arrived in time for happy hour with the Bullocks. Since we had a long day and were tired we didn’t do any dinner and just crashed in front of the TV for the rest of the night.

Wednesday, April 11th, we had a quiet morning for the first time in a few days, not in a hurry to get out and go somewhere. After lunch we left the coach and drove to Cottonwood just to do some exploring. We went to old main street, which has been cleaned up and now houses a lot of restaurants and shops. We spent a couple of hours walking around downtown, going into shops and antique malls, just enjoying the cooler day. It rained lightly on and off all afternoon, but nothing that would spoil the day. After downtown we drove to the mall and found a geocache, located behind the J C Penny’s store, that had eluded us a couple of days ago. We had gotten a hint from the owner of the cache and this time we found it. Yea, a fixed DNF.

As long as we were there we walked around Penny’s for a little while before going over to Walmart for some last minute shopping. We also ended up going to Fry’s for some stuff that Wally World didn’t have. Finally, about 4:30 we headed back to the RV park for happy hour and dinner. We and the Bullocks got together and did some steaks on the BBQ along with a salad and some yams. We had a very nice dinner and by 8:30 everyone was back in their own coaches relaxing for the night.

Thursday, April 12th, we left the RV park about 11:00 or so to go some errands and then have lunch with a good friend. Our first stop was just outside of Camp Verde for a geocache that has eluded us for a week now. We have DNF’d the cache twice, once after even getting a hint from the owner! The cache is rated a 3.5 difficulty, which is pretty hard. The max is 5.0. Peggy and Vernon, who had been out caching already this morning, met us there and between the four of us we finally found the little bugger. It was a very small plastic tube, smaller than your pinky finger, tucked under a tuft of Bermuda grass on the side of the highway. Geez!. Nonetheless, finally fixed the DNFs.

After finding that cache we drove into Cottonwood and stopped at Walmart for some stuff we forgot to get yesterday when we were there. Mostly office stuff like paper and printer ink. We go through a lot of ink printing maps for our geocaching. We had a 1:00 lunch meeting in Cottonwood and still had a little time, so we stopped at a very nice antique store on Main Street. A little before one we went into the Mai Thai restaurant, which serves, no big surprise, very good Thai food. We were meeting Pat Ruese for lunch.

Regular readers may recall that last June when we were in Flagstaff we drove down to Sedona and had lunch with Pat and Ed Ruese. Ed and Pat were full timers for 25 years and Ed was the founding President of the Full Timers Chapter of FMCA, as well as holding numerous offices in FMCA, including INTO Vice President and Senior Vice President of FMCA. Pat happened to be the President of the 100%ers Chapter of FMCA, an offshoot of the Full Timers, when we joined the Chapter in 2006 and I was recruited as Vice President. As it turned out, that would be the last time we saw Ed. Last summer, while the Ruese’s were back in Madison, Wisconsin, at an FMCA Convention, Ed had a heart attack and passed away. Fortunately for Pat, they had decided a couple years ago that they needed to have a home base after 25 years on the road. The bought a little house in Clarkdale, which is a small town right next to Cottonwood.

We had a very nice lunch and caught up with what Pat has been doing. She seems to be doing very well and has a lot of friends here in the Verde Valley. She is staying very busy with crafts and other activities and is enjoying the great weather. She will be going back to Washington DC this summer where Ed’s remains will be interred in Arlington National Cemetery with full military honors. Ed was a retired U.S. Navy Commander. It was very nice to see Pat again.

By the way, the food at Mai Thai was excellent, as was the service. It has a very nice, quiet ambiance, and the portions are large and tasty. The restaurant is at 157 S Main, Cottonwood, Arizona and is just off Mingus Road on Main. I can highly recommend it for anyone looking for good Thai food in the Verde Valley.

After lunch we drove over to the Cliff Castle Casino, located near Camp Verde just off I-17. It is a Yavapai Apache Nation casino and sits on the top of a hill overlooking the Verde Valley. We were at the casino last year for a show featuring Bill Engvall, but we didn’t go in after the show because of the crowds. We were in there for less than an hour and lost our $60, so we said enough. That should take care of our gambling urge for a while. The machines were very tight and there were no nickel poker machines. After we left the casino we found a new geocache that had been placed in the parking lot just a few days ago. We were the fourth to sign the log. We then returned to the coach and spent the rest of the evening relaxing. We had cocktails with the Bullocks, but we didn’t do dinner because of the large, late lunch we had.

Friday, April 13th, eek! At 10:00 we went to the clubhouse at the RV park for a “members meeting” put on by manager of the park. We had hoped that Jim Loken, the owner and CEO of Western Horizons would be there, but he wasn’t. The manager, Marsha, was very nice and spent nearly an hour talking about what is going on with Western Horizons, which parks have been sold, and what rights we still had at the various sold parks. About the only thing I didn’t already know was that when Western Horizons sells a park they have a contract with the park to lease back about a third of the sites at the park for Western Horizons members. I wasn’t aware there was an actual lease contract, I thought it was just an agreement with the new owner to allow Western Horizons members access. It was a good meeting and we were glad we went.

After the meeting we and the Bullocks loaded up in our car for a day on the road, exploring and geocaching. Our ultimate goal was Payson, Arizona, a small mountain community northeast of Phoenix. It is almost due east of Camp Verde, but higher up in the eastern mountains of Arizona. Payson is about 60 miles by road from Camp Verde. Although I have been there many times, having grown up in Arizona, none of the others have been in what is known to Arizonans as The Rim Country. The name comes from the Mogollon Rim, a steep slope defining the southwestern edge of the Colorado Plateau, and along its central and most spectacular portions is characterized by high limestone and sandstone cliffs. The name Mogollon comes from Don Juan Ignacio Flores Mogollón, the Spanish Governor of New Mexico from 1712 to 1715.

Much of the land south of the Mogollon Rim, which includes both Payson and Sedona, lies 4000 to 5000 feet above sea level, with the escarpment rising to about 7,000 ft. Extensive Ponderosa Pine forests are found both on the slopes of the Rim and on the plateau north of it. The Rim is nearly 200 miles wide and cuts across much of Central Arizona.

The road from Camp Verde to the top of the Rim near Pine, Arizona, is know as the General Crook Trail, named after General George Crook, an Army commander in the area in the 1880's. The road roughly follows the route of a trail his troops blazed from Fort Verde to Fort Whipple, near Flagstaff. The route is very scenic and climbs more than 3,000 feet from the high desert of the Verde Valley to the top of the Colorado Plateau, above the Rim. From there we turned south and into the small mountain area known as Strawberry-Pine. They are actually two separate towns about four miles apart, with Pine being the larger of the towns. We did a couple of geocaches in Pine before deciding to stop for lunch. One of those caches was number 1,300 for Peggy and Vernon.

We had lunch at HB’s Place, a small diner in the middle of Pine, right on Highway 87. The history of the place that was printed on the menu shows that the property has been in the same family since the 1930's. It started as a café and gas station and is now strictly a café. The café is still family operated and is a very clean, bright place with a patriotic theme. Everything inside is red, white and blue, and very USA. It has a typical café menu and the food was quite good. After lunch we visited the Strawberry-Pine museum which was right next door. There was a virtual cache at the museum and we had to locate the answers to six questions about local history by looking at the museum displays. We learned a lot about the area, even stuff I was not aware of.

We then started further down the hill, did a couple more geocaches along the road, and then stopped at the Tonto Natural Bridge State Park. There was another virtual geocache at the park which we wanted to claim. It required us going into the park and taking a picture inside the park, as well as answering a question about the arch. Tonto Natural Bridge is a natural arch that is believed to be the largest natural travertine bridge in the world. The area surrounding the bridge is a state park and is located off State Route 87, just 10 miles north of Payson The bridge stands over a 400-foot-long tunnel that measures 150 feet at its widest point and reaches a height of 183 feet. The arch was first documented by David Gowan, a Scotsman, in 1877 while hiding from hostile Apache tribe members. Gowan was impressed by the location and persuaded his family to emigrate and live there. Gowan also tried to claim the land for himself under squatter's rights. Gowan family members lived near the bridge until 1948 and their lodge building survives to this day and is included in the National Register and serves as the State Park headquarters. After taking some photos of the arch and the general area we continued on towards Payson.

We got a few more caches along the road and finally reached Payson about 3:00 or so. Payson is located at a point which is very close to the geographic center of the State of Arizona, so it calls itself “The Heart of Arizona.” Payson considers its founding year as 1882, at which time it was known as Green Valley or Union Park. On March 3, 1884, the town officially established a post office and Postmaster Frank Hise recommended that the town be named after a man named Levi Joseph Payson. Senator Payson was very instrumental in the establishment of the Post Office and in honor of his help, the town decided to change the name to Payson. Payson had its first rodeo in 1884 and considers its rodeo the "world's oldest continuous" as it has been held every year since.

In 1918 author Zane Grey made his first trip to the area surrounding Payson. He would come back with regularity through 1929, and would purchase two plots of land near Tonto Creek, including 120 acres under Myrtle Point. Grey wrote numerous books about the area and also filmed some movies, such as To the Last Man, in the Payson area in the 1920s. During the 1930s an effort began to try to get Payson a better road to connect it to the outside world. At that time Payson was very isolated with a trip from Phoenix to Payson taking four to five hours. Throughout the 1950s work on a paved road from Phoenix to Payson progressed and the paving was completed in 1959. The road was nicknamed The Beeline Highway, a name that sticks to this day, because it made a beeline from Phoenix to Payson.

We explored Payson for a little while, got a few more caches, and then went to the Payson Elks Lodge. This was a new lodge for all of us and we had a very nice visit. There were a couple of members at the bar and they were very friendly. It was getting late, so we only had one cocktail, got our lodge pins, and then started back towards Camp Verde. All in all, we had a very fun, very full day, with a total of 14 new geocache finds and no DNFs. We finally got back to the RV park about 6:00, had some cocktails and a late dinner with the Bullocks in their coach. Peggy had made a pot of ham beans from the ham bone left over from Easter. Dinner was excellent and we finally went back to our coach about 9:00.

Saturday, April 14th, the skies opened up in the middle of the night as the storm the weather service had been promising for a week moved in. I woke up at about 1:30 a.m. with the wind blowing and the rain hitting the top of the coach. It didn’t rain a very long time, but what we did get was heavy. Then about 7:00 a.m. or so the rain started again, along with a brief period of light hail. When I got up the skies were dark and gloomy, everything was wet and it was cold, in the low 40's.

Our original plans for the day were for Vernon, Gary and I to go into Camp Verde, to the Fort Verde State Park, for an old west re-enactment festival. We presumed it would be a bunch of guys dressed in old calvary uniforms, playing battle and so forth. The girls were going to drive to Sedona for lunch and shopping. Well, Vernon called Gary, who is staying at the Elks Lodge in Sedona, and found that it was snowing. Gary said he wasn’t coming over for the re-enactment and Vernon and I decided that if they were being really authentic, and camped out overnight, they were going to be wet and unhappy. The girls didn’t want to drive in the wet and possible snow, so we all just decided to stay home for the day. We had also planned to have a big farewell dinner for everyone tonight since we, the Bullocks and the Wilsons are all leaving on Monday and heading in different directions. We won’t see any of them until August in Indiana. Everyone agreed that the dinner was still on since we could eat inside.

Jackie and I spent the day doing chores and some light housekeeping since we were hosting the dinner. Jackie was making a big pot of her special risotto with asparagus, shrimp, mushrooms, and scallops. Other people were bringing side dishes. Since we had the time we also did a couple of loads of laundry at the park’s laundry facility.

About 3:30 my brother Dennis and his girlfriend Mona came over. A little while later Gary and Ramona Wilson came, along with Ramona’s brother Hal, who lives in Sedona. It turns out that Hal banks at the local bank where my brother Dennis is the manager. Small world. Once the Bullocks came from next door the party was on. There were nine of us, which pretty much fills the living room of the coach, but it was not overly crowded. Everyone had a great time chatting and nibbling on snacks and having cocktails. About 6:15 dinner was served. We only had salad, garlic bread and the risotto, but it was wonderful. The risotto was a big hit with everyone. After dinner we all sat around and talked until about 8:00 when the Wilsons and the Bullocks had to leave. The Wilsons had a 30 mile drive back to Sedona, but the weather had pretty much cleared up, so the roads were OK. My brother and Mona hung around for another hour or so and we talked. When they left we cleaned up the house and then watched TV until bedtime.

It was a nice dinner with friends and family. We will miss traveling with our friends, but we also have a great time with just the two of us. We will see most everyone back in Indiana in a few months when we all cross paths again.

Sunday, April 15th, Happy Birthday to Smokey the Cat! We got Smokey in 2000 as a kitten and since he was a feral cat we could only guess he was five to six weeks old. The vet who checked him agreed. Based on that we picked a day that was easy to remember, tax day. So today he is the ripe old age of 12! My brother Dennis came over about noon and the three of us went out to lunch at the Verde Café in Camp Verde. We had a nice talk and agreed that we would try to get together in May when we come back through the Phoenix area. We will be staying on the far east side of the valley, but we will make the effort. After lunch the three of us went out for a couple of geocaches. We had to have at least one for the day to fill the day on our “days of the year” grid. We managed to get two fairly quickly. Peggy and Vernon, who had been out caching already, met us at the two caches so we could all cache together.

After we got home we talked with Dennis for another hour or so before he left to head home. I spent an hour or so packing up stuff, getting ready for our departure from the area tomorrow. We had cocktails with Peggy and Vernon and then did a carne asada dinner with them. We BBQed some chicken and beef carne and had all the fixings. This would be our last time with them until late summer. We talked until about 8:30 before heading back to our coach for the rest of the night.

Monday, April 16th, we were up early and getting packed up to leave. We pulled out of Camp Verde just before 10:00 after saying farewell to the Bullocks. They are also leaving today, heading for the Grand Canyon for a few days before heading back home to northern California. We had a 230 mile trip today, heading southwest, through Phoenix and back to Ehrenberg, Arizona, on the California-Arizona border. The trip was uneventful and we got pretty good fuel mileage, almost 10 mpg, because it was mostly flat or downhill. We arrived at the Western Horizons park in Ehrenberg about 2:30 and got a site for just one night. We didn’t even unhook the car or put out a sewer connection. Water, electric and put the slides out. After I got hooked up we never left the coach. I was pretty tired from the four hour drive so we just chilled the rest of the night.

Tuesday, April 17th, we left Ehrenberg around 10:00 or so, again on the road headed west. Today we are going to Indian Waters RV Resort in Indio. It is only a 100 mile trip, but we had to stop for fuel in Arizona before crossing the border. Fuel is at least forty cents more per gallon in California. We paid $4.03 in Arizona and later saw it for $4.49 in Indio. Yikes! We made good time and got into the resort right about noon. It was quite hot, close to 90, so I did the minimal amount of setup outside. We are only here for five days, so we didn’t need a lot of stuff out.

We were surprised to see our friends, the Jay and Donna Blumenthal, were still are Indian Waters. They have been here most of the winter. We are parked only two coaches down from them this time and they came over to say hi when we got in. We got set up and had lunch and then went out to get at least one geocache for our “days of the year” grid. We needed one for this date. We missed the first one we tried, it was in some heavy brush and it was just too hot to dig around in them, not to mention I was wearing shorts and didn’t want to get all scratched up. We just took the DNF after looking for a little while. We did find the second cache, logged it, and called it a day. We went back to the coach to cool down. Although we both like the heat, having spent many years in the desert, it will take a little while to re-acclimate to the heat. Jay and Donna came over to our coach for happy hour and we had a nice time catching up. After they left we had dinner and just relaxed the rest of the night.

With our arrival here in Indio I will close this chapter of the blog and get it published. We will be here for five days, mostly to take care of some doctor appointments for me. On Sunday we move up to Silent Valley Resort, near Banning, where we will be for nearly a month. We will publish again sometime during our stay in Silent Valley. Until the next time, be happy and live life tot he fullest! See Ya!

Thursday, April 5, 2012

Phoenix Fun

Welcome back friends. Our last episode concluded on Tuesday, March 20th, when we arrived in Avondale, Arizona, on the west edge of Phoenix, at the Good Sam Club RV rally. The rally is on the grounds of Phoenix International Raceway (PIR) the big race track where NASCAR, INDY, and others hold car races several times each year.

We came into the rally on the first day of parking, which was two days before the rally actually starts. The exhibits, vendors and entertainment kick off on Thursday. Our first day was mostly spent in travel from Casa Grande and then waiting around in the parking lot to get parked at the rally. We really weren’t even parked and set up until 3:00 and didn’t get our final registration done until close to 5:00. We did have happy hour with Peggy and Vernon Bullock, who are parked right next to us, and Gary and Ramona Wilson, who are parked a few coaches down from us. We had a nice dinner with the Bullocks and just hung around the coach for the night.

Wednesday, March 21st, was still pretty much a free day as far as the rally goes. We left the coach about 10:00 and set out to do some geocaching in the local area. We took the Bullocks in our car and the Wilsons followed along in theirs. The Bullocks have just recently gotten the Wilsons involved in geocaching and they seem to be enjoying it quite well. Since we got the Bullocks into the hobby I guess that makes the Wilsons our “Geo-grandkids” or something like that.

The six of us managed to get ten new finds in the course of a couple of hours, including several that were hidden by my brother Ken and his wife Susan, who live in nearby Goodyear. We also got them involved in geocaching a couple years ago and they are avid cachers now. They have about seven caches hidden in the west Phoenix area. Our last cache find for the day was our number 3,700, another big milestone for us. We took a group photo for posterity.

After caching the six of us went to a local restaurant in Avondale called A Taste of Louisiana, which advertised itself as a Cajun restaurant. We had first planned to eat at a local Greek place, but Jackie found that it had been closed down. The Cajun place was fairly small and did not have a huge menu, but the food turned out to be very good. Most of us had the lunch specials which consisted of a cup of gumbo and a “poo boy” sandwich. I had the shrimp, Jackie and Gary had the alligator, Vernon had the sausage, and Peggy had the catfish. Everyone reported that their poo boy was excellent. The gumbo was outstanding. They only have the more traditional Cajon dinner dishes, like creole and jambalaya once a week as daily specials. Otherwise the menu is mostly sandwiches and plate dinners of shrimp, crawdads, catfish and the like. I would like to come back on a Tuesday one day for the creole, which is one of my favorite Cajun dishes.

After lunch the Wilsons went off to do some shopping and we and the Bullocks headed back to the rally. After a little rest the four of us hopped on the tram and went to the infield to look at the new coach displays, which had opened for the first time at 3:00. We spent a couple of hours wandering around, looking at all the nice new coaches. We really didn’t see anything that we liked, overall, more than what we have. With the economy in a down state as it is, most of the coach manufacturers are concentrating on smaller, less expensive motor homes. After looking at coaches for two hours we had enough and went back to the coach for cocktails. We drank and visited until sundown and then went off to our own coaches for the rest of the night.

Thursday, March 22nd, the first real rally day. We left the coach about 10:30 and headed to the infield area where the heart of the rally is. I went to a seminar on supplemental breaking systems. For the non-motor home reader, these are systems or devices that are put into your tow car which will activate the tow car’s brakes when the motor home brakes are applied. The idea is to eliminate the “pushing” that you get from the tow car when the motor home slows or stops. It can really affect your stopping distance. The seminar was put on by the Roadmaster Corporation, one of the leading manufacturers of tow bars and towing equipment, including brake systems. Right after we bought our coach in 2005 I bought a Roadmaster braking system, called a BrakePro, for our tow vehicle. Although the system itself, the part in the car, still works well and meets our needs, the communication piece of the system has become unreliable. This is a little transmitter that goes in the car and a little receiver that is on the dash of the coach. It gives me a signal when the brake system in the car is active. This is important since if the something happened to the car system that caused it to stay active when it wasn’t supposed to be on, the car brake system could be damaged.

The guy that gave the seminar was actually one of the engineers for Roadmaster and was the man who developed the inertial braking system for the company. After the seminar I talked one on one with him and told him of my problem. I told him I was trying to troubleshoot the communications devices and needed some help, like maybe a wiring diagram. He said he would save me the trouble and just give me a new set of transmitter/receiver pieces. He said that even though there was no warranty after six years they believed in customer service and he didn’t have a problem replacing ours. He told me to go to where their service truck was parked out in the parking area and ask for his son who would get me one off the truck.

After the seminar I joined Jackie who was touring around the vendor tent. They have a large vendor area, probably over a hundred, and it is very similar to what you find in Quartzsite or at an FMCA rally. Pretty much the same stuff and the same people. We walked around for a couple hours, looking at stuff and buying a couple of little things. It started getting a little warm in the tent, there is no A/C and the outside temps are in the 80's, so we decided to get some lunch and get out of the tent. There are only a couple of food vendors here and the lines were way too long, so we decided to just go back and get the car and drive into town for lunch.

We caught the tram back to the parking area, which was an adventure in itself. There is only one entrance to the infield and only way to get from the rally activities area to the parking lot - the tram. It is too far for most people to walk and they don’t allow cars to come into the infield. They also don’t have enough trams for the number of people at the rally, so there are long lines and waits for trams. In the sun and heat it is quite uncomfortable. We finally got back to the coach and got the car. We first stopped at the Roadmaster truck so I could see about my parts. Well, it turns out they didn’t have any on the truck, but they did write up an order to have a set shipped to me at no cost. Still good customer service as far as I’m concerned.

We called our friends Bev and Jerry King, who are here at the rally but whom we have not seen yet, to see if they wanted to go to lunch with us. They said yes, so we swung by and picked them up. We drove up into Avondale, just a few miles north, and went to a Mexican place called Raul and Theresa’s, which is located on old highway 85 in the old part of Avondale. I remember this place from back in early 80's when I was a Patrol Sergeant with the Sheriff’s Office and worked out of the Avondale Substation. We used to eat there quite often and I remembered the food as being very good. The place has been there since 1968 and they now have a second location in Goodyear, up in the newer shopping area.

The four of us had a great meal. The food was every bit as good as I remembered it, and reasonably priced. Since we were there mid afternoon there weren’t a lot of people there, but the service was good. I had the red chili burrito and the red chili was among the best I have had, excellent flavor, thick and spicy with big chunks of beef. Jackie had the fajitas and said they were very good too. We had a very nice conversation with the King’s and enjoyed lunch very much. After lunch we drove back to the rally, dropped the King’s off, and went back to our coach for rest.

About 5:45 we started to go down for the evening’s entertainment, which is set up in one of the main grandstands for the race track. Again, the lack of trams created a real mess. The tram stop closest to our coach is one of the last on the route and with 6,000 people trying to go to the show, every tram was filled by the time it got to our stop. After watching about a dozen full trams go by we walked to a different stop where we were finally able to get a ride. Of course, by the time we got to the grandstands they were getting pretty full. We didn’t want to walk all the way to the top of the stands, so we found seats off to the side, but low down in the stands. We did run into some friends in the stands, Ray and Susie Babcock.

The entertainment was Bowser’s Rock and Roll Show, featuring John “Bowser” Bauman, who was the front man for the 70's rock group Sha Na Na. The group had a lot of records reprising old 50's music, a TV show in the late 70's, and were the band in the movie Grease and did most of the sound track for the movie. Although Sha Na Na still tours as well, Bowser split from them years ago and now travels with his own show. The show was cute, with a lot of very good 50's music and some silly stuff from Bowser and his crew. There was a lot of audience participation, hula hoop and dance contests, that kind of thing. I’m sure they did it because it’s a regular part of their act, but it kind of slowed things down tonight because to get to the audience they had to climb over two walls and through a chain link fence. If you picture a race track, they were on the other side of the track from the grandstands, so there was quite a distance to cover. All in all, it was entertaining and it was free. Fortunately, the return to the parking area was better organized and we got back to the coach in just a few minutes with no waiting. A very busy and tiring day and we were ready to just crash in front of the TV for the rest of the evening.

Friday, March 23rd, we had lunch at the coach and then left right around noon for the day’s activities. The first thing we did was jump in the car and go just outside the raceway grounds to capture a geocache. We needed a cache today for our “days of the year” statistical grid. In our nearly four years of caching we have never found a cache on March 23rd. We only needed to get one, just so there is not a zero in the box, so we got a real simple, easy to find cache that was only a minute away. Task accomplished.

After our five minutes of caching we parked the car and took the tram to the infield to do some more shopping and walking around looking at exhibits. This time I did spend some money. I bought a new rear view camera and monitor for the coach. The system that was built into our coach by Monaco has never worked right since the day we got the coach. It is the one item that no one has been able to fix. At first it was the camera itself that was bad. We replaced it four times in the first two years we had the coach. Now the monitor in the dash has gone south and I can’t get the parts I need to fix it. For the last year we have had no rear view camera. It’s not a huge deal, other than that I can’t see the car without a camera because it is narrower than the coach so it doesn’t show up in the mirror unless I am turning. I worry that something might go wrong on the car, flat tire, hot brakes, whatever, and I wouldn’t know it because I can’t see. I will be happy to be able to see behind me again.

We spent a couple hours walking around before the heat in the tent got to be uncomfortable, so we went back to our coach, fired up the generator and turned on the A/C. We don’t “camp” and I didn’t spent all the money for our nice coach to sit in the heat with no air conditioning. We left the coach again about 5:15 and started over for the evening entertainment. We learned our lesson last night that we needed to get an early start to get a decent seat and avoid the crowds. We packed a goody bag with some sandwiches, chips, water and vodka and got into the stands just before six. We got a nice seat and just people watched for an hour while we ate our meal.

At seven the evening’s headline act came on, Bill Cosby. I have always been a Cosby fan, but have never seen him in person. He came on stage and sat down in a chair in the middle of the stage and just started telling stories. At the beginning his delivery was a little slow, which is his style, he doesn’t rush through jokes. It got better as the show went on and the audience was very into the stories. He knew his audience and did a lot of stories that had to do with age and marriage. He did about 90 minutes and got a standing ovation at the end. He looks good for someone who will be 75 in a few months.

After the show we had to wait in line for about 20 minutes before we were able to catch a tram back to the coach. While I was waiting I chatted with a sergeant from the Maricopa County Sheriff’s Office that was there helping with crowd control. He started with the office in 1997, five years AFTER I retired in 1992. Needless to say I didn’t know him, although he did know a couple of older officers that I knew. We finally got on a tram and back to the coach. We then spent an hour or so sitting outside with the Bullocks and our neighbors having cocktails, chatting and enjoying the beautiful night.

Saturday, March 24th, we awoke to see that there were a few high, wispy clouds in the sky. Having grown up here I knew this was a portent of a humid day, at least by Arizona standards. We went down to the infield activities area about 11:00 so that Jackie could go see the dog show and I could meet my “match” and enter into a drawing for big prizes. I see the look of confusion on you face. One of the features of Good Sam rallies, at least for the last couple years, is a contest called “Meet Your Match.” When we got to the rally on Monday and finalized our registration by picking up our welcome packet, we were issued large round white stickers with a four digit number. Mine was 2540, Jackie was 2220. The idea is that there are at least two, and up to four, of each number given out to participants at the rally. You are then supposed to prominently display you number and look for you match, or matches, during the rally.

People really get into the process, displaying their numbers on the front of their RVs so people walking by can check them for matches, and ALWAYS walking around with your number on your body, sometimes front and back, and even on sticks so they can raise them in the sky. I can’t tell you how many times we saw people get on the tram, turn around and hold up their numbers and yell them out, looking for matches. I found my match on Friday night at the Bill Cosby show while we were waiting for everyone to file in. We exchanged information and agreed to meet today at noon at the Meet Your Match booth in the vendor tent.

I showed up at the booth, but the guy I met at the show yesterday didn’t. Fortunately, there was another lady there who also had my number. She had met the same guy I did yesterday too. Since she and I were a match, we got to put our names in for the big drawings. Had the other guy showed up we would have had two entries.

We went back to the coach about 1:00 and went out to lunch with Peggy and Vernon. We went back to the same Mexican place in Avondale, Raul and Theresa’s, that we had gone to on Wednesday with the Kings. We know that Peggy and Vernon love good Mexican and we wanted to show them the place. We had a very nice lunch, which they enjoyed, and then raced back to the rally. That seems to be the theme for this rally, run around like crazy so you can stand in line.

We had to be back inside the infield by 3:00 for the big drawing for the Meet Your Match thing. Both Peggy and Vernon had made matches as well. We got there right on time just as they started drawing for prizes. They are not stingy with prizes at the Good Sam Rallies. They gave away dozens of prizes, I would guess well over 40 or 50, and they were nice, big BBQ grills, lounge chairs, TVs, some worth two or three hundred dollars or more. They gave away two new RV GPS units, worth over $400 on their own, and then included a choice of any of the Good Sam tours, some of which are valued in the thousands of dollars.

The chairman and CEO of Infinity Group, the company that owns Good Sam Club, Camping World, Trailer Life, Woodalls, and all the other subsidiary companies, is Marcus Lemonis. We had been told by people that have been to Good Sam rallies that he could be very generous with prizes at these rallies. He set up a deal for one guy where he arranged for him to trade his old Class C motorhome in for a new Class A and brought the dealer up on stage and told him to give the guy $25000 for his trade, which was worth about $7,000 and sell him the new coach for $10,000 UNDER invoice. He told the dealer he would make up the difference. Quite a deal. He gave away a bunch of gas cards worth anywhere from $100 to $1,000, gift certificates for Camping World for $100 and $250, and all kinds of other great prizes. One lady, who wasn’t even drawn for a prize, made a big scene about her two year old fifth wheel trailer when Marcus had the representative of the company up on stage for another give away deal. He called that lady up on stage and found out that they had a lemon that leaked and the dealer who sold them the trailer couldn’t or wouldn’t make it right. Marcus told the company rep that he would make up the difference and told the lady to go to the Camping World RV sales lot in Sacramento on their way back home to Washington state, and that they would give her a brand new trailer of the same make and model in exchange for her old one. Quite a deal. Unfortunately, none of our group won anything. Poop!

After the drawing we went back to the coach again, fired up the genny and turned on the A/C because it had gotten pretty warm, about 86 degrees, and sticky from the humidity. After cooling off a little Jackie and I got in the car and went off grounds to get our one needed geocache for the day and to fill the car up with fuel. Once we had finished those errands we went back to the coach and just stayed there the rest of the night. The evening entertainment was Martina McBride, the country singer, but after the chasing around and standing around in the sun, we were just too pooped to want to fight the crowds. The Bullocks didn’t go either, so we just sat outside, drank and talked and had a good time. We later found out the show wasn’t that good anyway, so we hadn’t missed much.

Sunday, March 25th, the last full day of the rally. The rally was holding a veteran’s tribute, a “pass in review” at 11:00 this morning, so we left the coach around 10:30 and caught the tram down to the infield. Jackie went off to make one last tour around the vendors while I joined in the veteran’s parade. There were about 300 veterans from all eras, mostly Korea and Vietnam, and all branches of the service. They split everyone up by branch of service and after a little organizing we marched down the front straight of the racetrack in front of the stands. There were only a couple of hundred folks in the stands, but it was hot and this was really for the vets.

After the pass in review, where they played each service’s anthem when they passed by, we all sat and heard some folks give short speeches. One was the representative from Coast to Coast Resorts, a camping affiliation group that sponsored the tribute. Another was Marshall Trimble, who is an Arizona historian. Having grown up in Arizona I was very familiar with Trimble. He has been around since I was a kid and is designated as the Official Historian for the State. The second speaker was Barry Goldwater, Jr., another well know Arizona name. In this case it was his father, Senator Barry Goldwater, who made the name famous. Both gave nice, short thank you talks to all the vets. They then served cookies and juice for a little reception and it was over.

After my vet tribute I joined up with Jackie and we had a very overpriced and overcooked cheeseburger from a food vendor before going to a seminar on cell phones put on by a Verizon rep. Since we have Verizon phones we thought we could learn something. We didn’t really hear anything new or different, we are pretty up on technology, but we did get the name of what could be a very helpful contact with Verizon. The young man giving the talk is their RV rally representative and he handed out his phone and email addresses and said he would be their contact for anything related to Verizon. Cool. Sometimes the folks in the kiosks and stores are not very knowledgeable or helpful. After the seminar we boarded the tram again and went back to the coach. We had thought about going out to do a couple of caches, but we didn’t need one today for the grid and we decided to just stay in and relax for the rest of the day, so we did.

Monday, March 26th, was moving day. As soon as the sun came up, about 6:00 a.m. I started to hear RVs moving out. By the time we got ready to leave, closer to about 10:00 a.m., probably half the RVs had already left the grounds. When we pulled out the traffic was heavy and slow for the first couple miles because we were going north on rural, two lane roads, but once we hit the freeway there was no more RV traffic. We were only going 22 miles north, from Avondale up to El Mirage to the Pueblo El Mirage RV Resort. This is a very large, well over 800 spaces, RV resort with a large community recreation facility and an 18 hole golf course. We have never stayed here before, but we got a certificate for a free week at the resort from their booth at the Western Area Rally in January. There were no restrictions on the free week, so we made it to coincide with our rally here in Arizona. The Bullocks, the Wilsons, the Babcocks, and Clark and Judy McKay, who are friends of the Babcock’s that we have met before. There was also one other couple who knew the Babcocks that came up with the group. Everyone got coupons, and we are all going to stay here during the same time.

It took less than an hour to get to the park and we got registered and moved in before noon. I remember having played golf many times on this golf course back in the late 90's when I still lived in the Phoenix area. After we got set up and had lunch Jackie and I went out for some quick geocaches because we had to have one on this date for our days of the year grid. We ended up getting three finds and one DNF. We were out less than an hour and then went back to the park to relax. We had cocktails on the patio with the Bullocks and then decided to burn some steaks for dinner. We ended up having a very nice dinner with just the four of us. We finally gave in to exhaustion about 8:30 and went back to our coach for some TV before falling into bed.

Tuesday, March 27th, we left the coach around 10:00 for some geocaching with our friends. The Bullocks rode with us in our Jeep and the Wilsons, who are fairly new to caching, followed in their own car. We wanted to get an early start because it was supposed to be hot today, somewhere in the 80's. We first took the other two teams to the three caches that we had found yesterday so they could get the finds as well. Then we went off for some others in the same neighborhood.

Around noon we stopped caching so we could all go for lunch. Peggy suggested Chinese, so we checked on the web and found a nearby Chinese place called Chen & Wok which had decent ratings. We all went there and found a rather small place that was counter service, almost like a fast food place. However, they had a very extensive menu and the food was reasonably priced, so we all ordered. Although you order at the counter, they bring the food out to your table. Oddly, they don’t bring it on plates, they bring it already in to-go boxes. I guess that way when you take the leftovers you already have the container. And, if you go, leftovers you will have. The portions were very large and the food was very good. I wouldn’t say excellent since the people who ordered spicy dishes said the food was tasty but not especially spicy. My chop suey was excellent. The egg rolls were small and a little bland. All in all, I can recommend the place if you want quick and good Chinese and don’t want to go to a buffet or a fancy place. It is located in Surprise, Arizona, on Litchfield Road near Waddell Road.

After our lunch we went out for another hour or so of caching before quitting and heading back to the RV park. We ended up with ten new finds, and the other teams had thirteen with their three extras. We also had three DNFs. One we were pretty sure was just gone, the other two might have been there but we all missed them. Once we got back to the RV park we relaxed for the afternoon. We had happy hour on the patio at 5:00 with the Bullocks and the Wilsons. The Wilsons left about six to go to dinner with the Babcocks, who are also at the same park. We went in for leftovers and watched TV for the rest of the night.

Wednesday, March 28th, we had lunch at the coach and then went out to do some shopping. We needed to do a Costco run, mostly for vodka since we will be up in Camp Verde for two weeks with no Costco nearby. We also needed some regular groceries from Walmart. We went to the Costco on Bell road just east of Sun City and then to the Walmart right around the corner. Spent a lot of money, but we should be good for most things for the next couple weeks.

After shopping we went back to the coach and relaxed for the afternoon. At 5:00 we had happy hour on the patio with the Wilsons and the Bullocks. About 6:30 my eldest daughter, Tye, came over with her family for dinner. We generally only get to see my kids and grandkids once or twice a year. Tye is always good about making time to see us when we get into the Phoenix area. She had her husband Frank with her as well as her youngest daughter Jordan, who is also my youngest granddaughter. We visited for a while, BBQed some burgers and hot dogs, and had a wonderful evening catching up on what is new. I am very proud of Tye as she is working full time as well as putting herself through a BS in Nursing program. She has worked for a long time in the medical field, but always in clerical positions. She has always wanted to be a nurse and she finally put her mind to it, got admitted to a private nursing college, got the grants and loans to pay her way, and is on her way to degree in nursing. Having put myself through college as a working adult back in the 70's and 80's I know what she is up against and I am looking forward to being a proud dad at graduation. Go Tye!!!

Jordan is now 12 and looks and acts like she is 17. However she is very polite and very much enjoys seeing Jackie and I. She and our cat Smoky still don’t see eye to eye as much as she tries. He just does not like kids. She has a bunch of cats at home and can’t understand why Smoky won’t be nice to her. Tye and the family left about 10:30 and we watched TV for a little bit before heading off to bed. A very nice day.

Thursday, March 29th, we stayed around the coach most of the day just relaxing. At 4:00 my brother Ken and his wife, Susan, came over to visit. Ken lives down in Goodyear, which is another Phoenix suburb, located about ten miles south of where we are. We chatted for a few minutes and then loaded up in our car and went out caching. We had introduced Ken and Susan to caching about three years ago and they have become avid cachers. They are up well over 2,000 finds already and have a bunch hidden as well.

We did some caching up along Bell Road and managed to get five finds before the sun went down, along with one DNF. After caching we went to a local Mexican chain, Macayo’s, which has one of their stores on Bell Road. I have always liked Macayo’s and ate at their places a lot when I lived here. They are Arizona based and the food is good, not outstanding, but better than average. I enjoyed my meal, but I had the same combination that I had at Raul and Theresa’s in Avondale last week and their’s was a little better. We had a very nice meal and talked about all the things going on in our lives.

After dinner we drove back to the coach and sat and talked for another hour or so until they decided it was time to leave. They both still work and had to get up early. Poor working people, I feel so badly for them. We will probably see them next week as they have said they will drive up to Camp Verde, our next stop, to see us. We watched a little TV and then went off to bed ourselves.

Friday, March 30th, we again left the coach about 10:30 or so to go do some geocaching before it got hot. The Bullocks and the Wilsons had gone out for breakfast earlier and they were already caching up in Sun City West, so we got their location and drove up to join them. Then the three teams went in search of more caches in the area. We ended up, after a couple of hours, with nine new finds and one DNF. We had a quick lunch at Wendy’s in between caching, but lunch was just us because the others had eaten breakfast. By about 2:00 or so we were back at the coach relaxing.

Around 4:30 we had the whole gang over for cocktails. This was us, the Bullocks, the Wilsons, the Babcocks, and the McKays. We had cocktails and chatted for an hour before leaving for the Sun City Elks Lodge for dinner. We arrived at the Elks about 6:00 and found the parking lot packed. We have been here before and we know that this lodge is one of the larger lodges in terms of membership. This lodge has around 3,000 members whereas the average lodge is probably closer to 600. The bar was busy and the dining room was packed, but surprisingly they found us a table for ten within minutes. The choices were fish, chicken or steak and it was a wait in line and get your own food kind of a service, but they seemed to have it well organized. We had a couple cocktails with dinner and enjoyed the meal. We had intended to leave the dining room and go to the bar so we could talk - the dining room was very noisy, both with people and with the band they had playing. However, the bar was completely full, so we just left, went back to the coach, and all got together again outside in the very pleasant evening. We chatted until about 9:30 when everyone finally packed up and headed back to their own coaches. A very nice day and a great evening with friends.

Saturday, March 31st, we awoke secure in the knowledge that we would not have to learn how to live with tens of millions of dollars. That’s right folks, we didn’t win the Mega Millions lottery last night. The five couples that are here together all put in $10 and we bought $50 worth of tickets for Friday’s drawing. Checking the numbers I found we had five numbers. Not on one line, five matches out of the total of 600 numbers that appeared on our fifty tickets. No power ball matches, no nothing, zip, nada. Oh well, we get by.

After lunch we went out so Jackie could get her hair trimmed again, she is still working on her new look. Other than that we didn’t do much. I did a few chores around the coach, including defrosting the freezer on the refrigerator. When it gets too frosty it won’t make ice and that just won’t do at happy hour. About 4:30 we went over to Ray and Suzie’s coach and set up for our taco salad night. Ray is a retired fireman and is well known for his excellent taco salad which he used to make for his firehouse. Whenever a group of us get together, and the Babcocks are there, we have a taco salad night. I brought over the makings for Margaritas and started making those for everyone. We had all five couples over and we just sat in the shade and talked, drank Margaritas and had a good time. After the sunset we had the taco salad and it was as good as ever. We hung out until close to nine before everyone decided to drift back to their own coaches. We watched TV the rest of the night.

Sunday, April 1st, this will be the last entry for the blog. I am tired of writing for all of you. “April Fools.” Actually, I don’t like April fools jokes and always
tell Jackie not to pull them on me. She still does some with friends, she just can’t resist. We left the coach after lunch and drove over to north-central Phoenix to see my granddaughter Ashley and her family. Ashley is the middle child of my middle child and is the mother of my great-granddaughter Mackenzie. Mackenzie is the youngest of my three greats. Ashley and her husband Mac live in a condo that used to belong to my ex-wife’s mother. Although I have seen pictures of him on facebook, this would be the first time I have met Mac. We had a very nice visit and watched Mackenzie run
around the room, showing off and being silly like most 18 month old’s do. We learned a lot more about Mac, who is a computer programmer/tech and works for a subsidiary company of Chase Bank. He seems like a very nice guy. We stayed a couple of hours before leaving and heading back to the coach.

We had happy hour cocktails with the Bullocks and the Wilsons and then we did some light BBQ for dinner. It was a much colder day than the last few have been, so we ate dinner inside the Bullock’s coach. After dinner we chatted for a while. The Babcocks and the McKays also came over for a quick visit and to say goodbye. Tomorrow is a travel day and most of us are going separate directions. The Bullocks are going to Camp Verde with us and the Wilsons will be nearby in Sedona, but the others are heading back to California. About 8:30 or so we called it a night and went back to our coach.

Monday, April 2nd, we left Pueblo El Mirage and started north to our next destination, Camp Verde, Arizona. The first 30 miles of the trip were through metro Phoenix, although by starting at 10:00 we missed the rush hour and the traffic wasn’t bad. Once we hit I-17 and started north the traffic thinned out even more. The only bad part was the wind was very bad. The forecast had said the wind would die down last night, but the wind had other ideas. The trip was only 92 miles, but by the time we got to the Western Horizons park in Camp Verde my wrists were sore from fighting the wheel.

This park is our “home park” in the Western Horizons system, which means it is the park we actually joined. It is just off I-17 on Arizona 260 and is about 20 miles from Cottonwood, where my brother Dennis lives. We got to the park right at noon and we and the Bullocks got adjoining spaces. We spent some time getting hooked up and set up and then Jackie and I loaded up a ton of laundry and drove into Cottonwood to the laundromat. They have a laundry facility here at the park, but it is small we had two weeks worth of laundry to do. We got back to the park about 4:30, just in time for happy hour. We also got one geocache on the way back to the park. I mistakenly thought we needed one today for our “days of the year” grid, but as it turns out we didn’t . Oh well, one more find for our totals anyway.

After cocktails we went into the Bullock coach for dinner again. This time Peggy made a pasta dish that I just love. It is just pasta, spices, tomatoes and cheeses, but I love it. I always tell her it is one of a very few dishes without meat that I really like. After dinner we talked for a little while, but we went back to the coach early after a long hard day.

Our arrival here in Camp Verde is the perfect place to close this chapter out. We will be here in Camp Verde for two weeks, so I will likely post again when we move on to our next destination. Until the next time, keep the faith, enjoy friends and live life to the fullest. Later, ya’ll.