Time To Go Home….The Final Run Begins.

Saturday morning in the Yuma area dawned with clouds and bluster…And I said to myself…self,its time to start heading for home,for I have finally contacted that great disease,called…GOING-HOME-ITIS,when the old mind set finally realizes that the party is over…..If you could call it that.

But I had one other task to perform,and that’s to stop and meet some favorite folks that I have been in contact with for over a year now,but have never met personally.This was my best chance to do this as they were boondocking at Borrego Springs and that's just 20 minutes off my route along the Salton Sea.

THE BAYFIELD BUNCH….See their blog on my side bar,its been there since day one as Al has been a big help this past year helping me,especially through those first few weeks of setting up my own blog.

They knew I was coming but they thought Sunday,and no I didn't attack at dawn like I threatened.I performed a daylight raid at noon,catching them off guard,parking a distance away and wandering close to their rig like I was looking for a place to park close by,knowing that Mr.Crankypants,as he likes to call himself,would not like the intrusion.

As I got closer to their open door there was an explosion of dogs heading my way….The jig was up as Checkers was the first to reach me before Kelly could get out the door.But I met Checkers like a long lost friend and we bonded immediately.Dogs know when people like them.

we spent the next 45 minutes just getting to know each other,then they invited me to park next to them, so I set up across the way by the old radio tower.

Later we stood out talking and watching the storm clouds forming over the mountains behind Borrego Springs,trying to get a few photos of the clouds and sheets of rain glinting in the sun as they cascaded down on the hills.

The weather finally drove us in for the afternoon as the rain finally hit us in a downpour that lasted for a few hours.It was a good excuse to watch the Gold Medal Curling final at the Olympics.

As I write this at 3:30 am….Yes up early as usual….I was looking at the inside of my eyelids by 7 pm so have had my nights sleep.The rain is gone the moon is bright and the darn wind is still  rocking the trailer.And its damn cold.

So we get another chance to visit today with a time out for the Gold Medal Hockey Game,then tomorrow,Monday,the final 4 1/2 day push for home.

Blowing My Own Horn…Plus Some Other Ramblings.

The past few days have been preparation days here in the Yuma area,despite a couple of days of howling winds and sideways gravel and a fine film of dust on everything….Life is good I guess.

I’m one of those (one at a time kind of people,)I go to town and get one thing done for that day,then come back saving the next task for the next day.Monday was get a new tire for the trailer day.The first place had a 6 ply in the computer but not in stock…Hmmm! So on to the next place…They had 8 of them but I would have to wait for a few hours to get it done.This meant I will have to do more than one thing today,so why not hit Wally’s place since there are 3 of them to choose from in the area.

I needed a new jack for raising the trailer because even though the trailer is 4” higher,the jacking point now is lower than before and I have to dig a hole to get the jack in place…Not good on pavement.So I found one small 2 ton that will supplement my 4 ton that I have been using.So along with that and a couple of pairs of cheap Chinese pants,I exited the store and headed for the nearest Burger King for a Whopper fix.

One whopper and a fender-bender was the next order of the day…As I was preparing to exit the BK parking lot,I spotted someone over my right shoulder in a vehicle stopped.I figured he was waiting for me to exit,so I backed out and BUMP! It seems someone behind me was also backing out and we met in the middle.I guess the fellow waiting and watching in the other car was just enjoying the fun.

We both jumped out apologizing to each other as I looked at the big dent in his bumper and no mark on mine,then as we were talking his dent popped back out as it was a vinyl bumper.We both laughed,shook hands and decided no harm done…Chalk that one up to being lucky.

The past couple of days were spent getting my satellite assignment changed back from the Mexican satellite to the one I use in the US and Canada.It took 48 hours for Galaxy Broadband to respond to my e-mail as I waited and waited watching for the one light to go out on my modem,telling me that I have been decommissioned from Satmex5.

Finally during the big wind/dust storm,they finally get around to it.Not to be deterred after all this wait,I brave the elements and get her re-pointed in the darkness.All went fairly smooth considering the usual little glitches of re-registering on the new satellite.At least I didn't have to phone for help this time,so things are looking up.

I waited until daylight to change over the television part of my dish set up,as the BOW,(bird on a wire)has to be changed from…

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To keep the automatic alignment of Star-Choice in focus with the new internet satellite assignment.For those of you reading this that have the same set up…I have found this winter that if the TV signal gets weak in southern Mexico that the ever strong internet signal can sometimes be readjusted to a weaker point allowing Star-Choice to be adjusted stronger without losing your internet.

The other day I checked in on the blog of famous travel writers Mike and Terri Church,and was very surprised to find that they had put in a bit about me from the time that we met at Hacienda Contreras,a few weeks ago http://www.rollinghomes.com/Blog/Blog_100207/Blog_100207.html  Bottom of page.

Terri had snuck up on me when I was all greasy and dirty working on my axle problem,and snapped a photo.Being called a “famous visitor” tends to make my head swell as they are the famous ones. She told me at the time that many of the RVers travelling in Mexico were following my exploits.I did notice quite a few hits on the site meter from Mexico every day and wondered as non of these people are on my reader list as far as I knew.

It still never ceases to amaze me how almost every week I see someone on the site meter who is sitting for up to 3 hours steady,reading through the archives of my blog.How can this semi-illiterate fool capture someone's attention like that and hold it for so long.Usually in face to face conversations with friends,they are turning off and dialing me out in about 5 minutes.

I have received some nice e-mails from people who take the time and effort to search out my e-mail addy.One nice person named Charles, in Alberta,was full of encouragement during my axle crisis and he called my writing sort of succinct…….  

Well I guess Charles is right.I calls it the way I see’s it…..So I want to thank all the people who have sent e-mails and welcome the new readers this past week.Some of you have some great blogs.

My time is winding down here and I still haven't made a final decision as to which way to go home.My favorite is straight up through Nevada to Twin Falls Idaho,then west into Oregon as this is the way I came down in November.I much prefer it to I-5 with all the traffic,potholes and expensive California gas. I guess the weather forecast will determine this.

It would also mean that I wouldn't be going to Borrego Springs and pulling my surprise pre dawn attack on the Bayfield Bunch.Big Al isn’t responding to my threats,so he may be in hiding now,a typical eastern tenderfoot I guess……So only time will tell….got to keep the prey off guard.  Dig in Al,you never know.

Back At Pilot Knob BLM…Yuma

Friday morning just a few hours after posting my last blog entry,I noticed that one of the trailer tires(not the one shown in the blog)was low after just filling and adjusting pressures on them the day before.So with a slow leak to contend with,I figured maybe I should get back to Yuma and get this,along with a few other things dealt with.

I set my Garmin just so I could see what time I would reach Yuma.driving off,I hear a strange voice speaking to me in German…I look in the back seat…No..nobody there,then I realize that Miss Garmin has been abducted and replaced with someone I don't understand.So I stopped and went into the Garmin settings to find that somehow they had changed to Africaneese.You know…Something strange seems to effect my Garmin every time I leave this place.Last year it lost satellite reception after leaving this spot.A problem that didn't go away until after I got home.

That grey motor home has my spot from last November and the Bounder to the right of it was there in the same spot at that time.I don't think I could spend that much time in this place.

This place is disliked as a barren boondocking spot and there are other places nearby that are much nicer,but this place is special in my heart like a second home after 13 years of stopping here for week or two each year.It was the location of my first big boondocking experience,after a short stay at Peg leg's in Borrego Springs.

I prefer it to the free 14 day spot nearby which is very dusty and always seems to have ATV’s roaring through kicking up more dust.At least here there is some security and a nice big garbage dumpster,which is important to me as I find sometimes boondocking,that getting rid of your garbage can be a problem.And here in the back there is a minimum of traffic and dust and others.

So yesterday I bought another new tire for the trailer,making 2 new ones this season to go along with the other two (14 month old tires) that are just about finished already.This has been a year of much travel from the Arctic to almost the Guatemalan border.

This morning I e-mailed Galaxy Broadband in Toronto to request that they change my satellite assignment back to G16 from SatMex 5.So I hope they don't cut me off before finishing this blog entry.Then the process of re-registering begins.I hope it goes smoother than last November when they had problems getting me on the Mexican satellite.Also I have to change the position of my Star-Choice TV Bow to the other side of the internet radio arm.Got to see that hockey game this afternoon.

I will spend this coming week getting a few things done and some final shopping before hitting the road for home on March 2, which takes 4 1/2 days from here.I may go over to Borrego Springs for the last 2 days making the first days run into California’s big valley,a little closer.I like to make my first stop at Col.Allensworths State Park about 50 miles north of Bakersfield,and that's a bit of a long run from Yuma,even though I’ve done it before.

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Back Where It All Started

As far as blogging is concerned,for me,this is where it all started less than 14 months ago.With nothing else to do but enjoy the Arizona sunshine,and the fact that I was sitting out here in the desert at this location for 2 weeks with internet at my disposal,why not start at “WHY”ARIZONA.

So there it was,the test run,followed by one nice comment and encouragement from Al and Kelly of the Bayfield Bunch,and I was on my way and its been a fun ride,especially slowly gathering a nice list of readers.Many more readers are not on the list and its been like pulling hen’s teeth to get some family members and friends on the list,so I gave up and excepted the fact that they do read it on occasion.

Don't you just love it when a family member or friend sends an e-mail asking where are you and what are you doing?…………….Jeeeze!….Read my blog…..That's why I write one,so I don't have to write a form e-mail…Of course it hasn’t happened very often…But it has happened and its sort of humorous I guess,especially when they know I have a blog.

So here I sit again for the umpteenth time looking across at my nearest neighbor,and saying to myself,its a beautiful morning and this is just an R and R kind of day,so what to do?

Well!…..Start with what I call my big breakfast,as I’m a regular “cereal in the morning” kind of guy,so today I will have this for a change…

  

Just ignore the ketchup and the slightly burned (made in oven) toast,and of course my sliced tomatoes must have a slight sprinkling of sugar on them…..Yuk,you say?….No it tastes good,don't knock it until you try it.Tomatoes are a fruit you know,so why not….Always have….always will.

After breakfast I figured I better do a little light maintenance and figure why my fridge is not as cold as it should be,but first I better check all my tire pressures,as one on the trailer looks low,so I got out my handy Canadian Tire compressor and filled the tank and brought all tires on both vehicles up to snuff.

One thing of note while checking tires and the tightness of the new lift kit bolts,was to show what happens when the brake controller is set too high and you make a panic stop as you come to an unseen Mexican Tope.

There are 2 of these flat spots and I remember 2 times when a panic stop just before a tope created a cloud of blue smoke and a screech…Why isn’t the flat spot in the middle you say?…I don't know,but it looks like I’ll be replacing it in Yuma next week….No its not cupping….At least originally.

After filling the tires,I blew out around the burner of the fridge including the flue and removed and blew through the jet.A few hours later even with the heat of the day,I found the fridge to be working better.This is the second time in a year that my little compressor has saved the day for me and my fridge….The last time was in July on the dusty Dempster Highway,high above the arctic circle.

So since I was on a roll,I repaired a poor fitting door on my hot water tank,as the tech in Quartzsite had not bothered to do it properly when I had my tank changed in November.

So…..Satisfied with myself with a few tasks well done,I decide it was time to make a couple of taco’s for lunch then get horizontal for the afternoon and enjoy another peaceful,78 degree,day here at “Why BLM” (Bureau Of Land Management) …Free camping in a beautiful desert….Does life get any better than this?

Back In The USA,3 Months To The Day.

It was November 17th when I arrived at the Why Arizona 14 day boondocking  area prior to entering Mexico,and February 17th when I arrived back in the early PM.

I did what I said I wouldn't do,and that was to rush back in a day and a half from Celestino,over 800 miles,but I cant help myself.Once I get on the road,my knuckles tighten on the wheel and my eyes bug out and I say to myself…..self..lets get outa town.

My friends at Celestino were a few hours behind me leaving and will end up a full day behind me when they arrive in Arizona.

I made it to the Pemex 30 miles north of the Guaymas /San Carlos turnoff before nightfall.I think its about the 8th time I’ve stayed in this rather dirty dusty truck stop.It always seems to be convenient,time wise, going both ways.

I was up well before dawn,cant sleep well anyway in those places,breakfast and dishes done and on the road in the early darkness,just me and a 1000 trucks.I’m starting to like going through the city of Hermosillo in the pre-dawn darkness, as its so quick and easy with no traffic to deal with.It was starting to get light just as I left the north end.

It was good to see the Hermosillo to Santa Ana stretch of highway had been repaved since my last time going north on this stretch 2 years ago,when it was pothole hell and I had thoughts of never returning to Mexico ever again because of it.

Next,I wondered what the new Army checkpoint just before Benjamin Hill,was going to be like.Well,it was more involved than I thought.The first kiosk fellow went through my paperwork thoroughly.He was from Chiapas and since I was there just a few weeks ago,we had a bit of a bond for this homesick soldier,not that it does any good as he now sends me to the 2nd kiosk where the next guy wants a tour of the trailer.He goes through everything,even opened up my can of cashews.Left my dirty underwear alone….I wonder why? Should have put the cashews with the underwear.

It took about 15 minutes but seemed a lifetime and he was satisfied.Funny thing,he never once looked in the back of the truck under the cap where I have plenty of stuff stored,but he will open a can of cashews.I think they just like to look inside these RV’s to see what they are like.

Half an hour later I passed the Pemex that ripped me off on my first day last November,still quiet,no customers,attendants just sitting around just like that day I turned in and became their mark.I wonder if they have a reputation to be so quiet.My complaints to Pemex and Safeco via E-mail were never responded to,but they may have done a check on them,I don't know.I was hoping to see the place covered in yellow tape when I went by but I guess that's just a dreamers dream.

At Santa Ana I turned west onto highway 2 for Sonotya.The new quota westbound was built to the same specs as the Arco Norte around Mexico city,a nice new wide concrete highway that ends at Altar 75 k’s away,then continues as a nice 4 lane until Caborca,another 33k’s.Then the rest of the way to the border is a beautiful new 2 lane highway with wide shoulders.This route is becoming very popular with travelers who are westbound,instead of Nogales.

Tuning in my paperwork at Km21 San Emetario is usually quiet but still a little slow,just like getting it done is usually slow here also.Next a final refueling stop at Sonoyta the border town of 12000,then its just up the hill and into the US customs line.Only 2 ahead of me,then my turn as I’m greeted by a nice young lady who takes my passport and asked if I have anything to declare.I told her I had some fruit,bananas,papaya,and 3 oranges….She says no oranges allowed,just dump them over there as you leave,pointing ahead,and have a nice day.I stupidly said…That’s it?….Yes that's it, she says and I’m outa there and across the street to the general store for more oranges…..Gotta have my orange or grapefruit in the morning.

Another half hour has me back where I started 3 months ago,selecting a convenient spot to boondock away from others a fair distance like all good boondockers should do.Its of course a little more busy now compared to last November when I had the place practically to myself.Here I will rest a few days before taking the next leg of my journey back to Yuma.I seemed to have developed another small problem,this time with the fridge not being as cold as it should be for the past few days…..I guess its always something with an 11 year old trailer,but nevertheless,I was a happy puppy when I dragged her back across the border,because for awhile there back in Chiapas,I had thoughts that I may have to abandon her.

So ends a very interesting Mexico trip,unlike any other Mexico trip in the past,full of happy times and sad frustrating times,meeting many new friends who I hope to see again.

I think back to all the trials and tribulations like being attacked by sugar ants,killer bees and having a possum take up residence under my hood,and I didn’t even show you the the flying ant crises in Chiapas as bigger problems had already raised their ugly heads with the broken axles…..Will I go back to Mexico again?……………DAMN RIGHT! Already planning.

A Couple Of Day’s Rest And Ready To Roll At Dawn.

Above is an overview of Punta San Miguel RV Park taken from the roof of one of the beachside buildings

3 nights and 2 full days mixed with some nice afternoon naps has got me feeling ready to make today’s run for the US border at Sonoyta/Lukeville.One overnight in a Pemex should do it.The last time I made this run 2 years ago,I did it in a day and a half,but I don't need to push it that much this time.

My plan in the last entry, to go shopping for much needed groceries on Sunday morning,turned out to be a bit of a disappointment because for some reason the supermarket in La Cruz,12 miles away was a zoo of people,maybe Sunday morning of Valentines day was something special, but I couldn’t even get into the parking lot.Then I couldn’t get a shopping cart,they were all in use and when I would follow someone out to their car to get their cart,someone would be waiting ahead of me.So I gave up,bought some beautiful fresh strawberries from a vendor in the parking lot,and came back.The next day(yesterday)was back to normal and I got what I needed.

Here’s a shot taken the other way,looking toward the beach.The RV sites are behind me and to the left.

Its been muggy and warm these past couple of days with not much overnight cool down,so my little “Buddy Heater” that I was using in the high country,is getting a rest, and I’m sleeping with all windows wide open,listening to the crashing of the waves.

This is the main gazebo where social events take place,with a bar in the building behind.

This park is under new ownership this year and is really only 2 years old.The new owners have dropped the price to compete with the other 3 parks in this area.So at 150 pesos(less than $15.)plus electric,( 3 pesos per kilowatt hr)its a good deal with full hookups.

 

The owners have also hired a really nice young Mexican fellow who has lived in the US for several years and seems more American than Mexican when you talk with him.He’s always available and ready to interact and help with anything.His name is Roberto.And also,Manuel the caretaker is a friendly person who tries to speak Spanish slowly to you for better understanding.Get out of the way when he starts singing though.

Its been nice catching up with old friends Barb and Jake and meeting their travelling companions Larry and Yvonne.I hadn’t seen Barb and Jake since Yuma in November when I helped them find and set up with a satellite internet system.

So we all will be leaving this morning.I will head out ahead of the rest of them,cuz I’m a “Ride at Dawn”kind of guy,early start,then time for a nap or two along the way.I wont be setting up internet for a few days as I travel,so the next post will probably be from the 14 day BLM at Why Arizona,my favorite boondocking spot.

Finally a shot of an unusual cloud formation,made pink by the setting sun.Looks like a big old thundercloud getting ready to gather some moisture.

Celestino Gasca…Punta San Miguel RV Park.

Yesterday was one of those grueling,driving days,almost 500 miles and 12 hours behind the wheel,with a few naps thrown in,but closer to home and in more familiar territory.Out of the high altitudes and on the beach again.I only stopped twice to take pictures and at the same time check on the new suspension modification and the heating problem I had with the brakes since Oaxaca.

Its a couple of thousand feet that you drop down soon after leaving the high valley around Mazamitla and Hacienda Contreras RV Park.Above is a stop I made just as the sun was rising against the western hills above Lake Chapala.You can see Mexico’s largest lake below.

I want to go back and carry on with my little axle saga since my last post a few days ago when I was about to do the road test,then maybe we can put all this finally to rest.

Jon,(I think that's the Dutch spelling)another camper,and I went out on the test first thing,he had a cell phone so we could call back to Sal if necessary,but all seemed ok and really felt good,some brake warmth on one only.We took a bit of a pot-holey road,(not hard to find)and no buckling of the spacer channel,which was bothering me as the actual thickness grade of the material was not in the plan I had,only a photo that I showed on this blog earlier.

Now back at camp and figuring,finally my troubles are over and I can get back to a normal routine.I decided that a day of rest was in order before hitting the road the next day.But first I wanted to crawl under(I can do that now)and secure some of the brake wiring that was hanging down…….Then I saw It……..Oh No!..At first I thought a bolt had sheared off at the head.This was one of the main ones that bolt the modification to the trailer frame.

A closer inspection found that somehow in all my assembling,I had missed putting the bolt through all three layers of plate and the head was buried behind one piece instead of passing through it……Well this meant disassembling the whole thing,at least on one side,if I could drop the axle a bit without disturbing the other side.Well 5 hours later and staggering around in the heat of the day,I had it done….So much for my day of rest. Jon’s wife came around with a big pot of home made soup which hit the spot, as I was too tired to fix anything myself and had already missed lunch,losing all track of time.

A fairly decent nights sleep and the crack of dawn had me out the gate and on the road yesterday with a long haul ahead of me.I managed to hit the first tope unknowingly,what a great start to my journey,oh well a test I guess,then an hour later I almost hit another at a good rate of speed,but a lot of blue smoke from a locked up brake saved that one…..Soon onto the Quota highways and away from tope-ville for the rest of the trip.

Looking down at the town of Tuxcueca on the shore of Lake Chapala.Imagine living here with 12 months of springtime climate.

  

And the road going down.Mexico really puts lots of warning signage into their dangerous curves.

The 12 hour trip was uneventful and a nice warm, mostly sunny day,getting up to 84 before dropping again as I headed north.It seemed that a toll booth was almost every half hour or less,so you just shell out the money until its all gone.At least its a fast,Tope free road.On the back(free) roads it would probably take 3 days to make the same trip.(When I get back to the US,I’ll have paid a total of more than $700.in tolls this winter.)Thank goodness the gas is cheaper here.

Coming through the east side of Mazatlan I realized just how scruffy some of these west coast cities are after the clean progressive cities and towns of the interior of the country.And dusty streets,…..I had forgotten about that this past 2 months.

I arrived at Punta San Miguel RV,an hour north of Mazatlan, just as it was getting dark.I did gain an extra hour with the time zone change.I chose this park instead of Celestino RV,next door because friends are here,and besides I had already spent a week last November at Celestino RV,so a change of scene was in order.Now maybe my problems are over and I can enjoy a few days rest before hitting the road toward the US border,800 miles away.

The first thing is, I need some groceries.My fridge is almost bare,except for a few stray Corona’s.

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