We only spent a few days near Bouse, Az with John & Brenda, Jean & Skip, and Wandering Willy. The weather was a bit of a mixed bag, but we usually managed to squeeze in a happy hour, and a morning fire over by J&B’s. I did a bit of hiking in the area and explored some natural caves, washes, and evidence of old mining exploration in the area.
I left Hailey to guard the rig and get caught up on her sleep one day while I made a run up to Parker, up the California side of the river, crossed the dam,
and returned with a brief stop for some groceries in Parker. Along the way, I met with some of the representatives of the burro society that live in the area.
I also drove by a lot of RV parks and campgrounds that you could not pay me to stay at! Thousands of rigs all jammed together, all trying to get closer to the river. Not for this camper.
Meanwhile back at Bouse, Jean & Skip were ready to move back down to the Yuma area, and Wandering Willy was planning his quick route back to British Columbia. I was ready for a change too, so made the short hop up to Lake Havasu. It was the long weekend and the usual BLM area south of the city was crowded, and other areas usually vacant were packed wall to wall! Turns out there is a big Fireworks event going on at Lake Havasu at SARA park on the south edge of town, and people were packed in at any available space within a mile or two to get the best vantage points. Fireworks went on for two or three nights in a row, from well before dark more or less continuously till 10 pm. I have never seen so many fireworks in my life. Even back in camp, the explosions and flashes kept going long after I had given up watching. I did manage to snap a few photos …
I didn’t stay in Havasu long, but managed to get in my annual hike up Lizard Peak, or Table Top mountain as it is also known. The trail was busy, so I did not get to see any of the large lizards along the trail.
Getting restless this time of year, so Hailey and I headed north, briefly into California, back into Arizona, and eventually into southern Nevada. Nevada Telephone Cove was the destination, but I was careful this time not to arrive until the long weekend was over!
Fortunately I was able to find a nice spot on the beach.
Even the access road seemed to be in better condition than I remembered it.
Got up into the hills for a look around.
The water level is fairly high and it was rising while I was there, but it still seemed to be only about waist deep on the ducks and gulls!
In keeping with the ‘lakes’ theme, I think our next move will likely be up to Stewarts Point on Lake Mead.
