2014/12/17 (W) Clammy Q
The first rain came last night at 11 PM as forecast. It then rained off and on through noon today and we had little pools of standing water in low-lying areas, an unusual site here in Quartzsite. The cloud cover remained complete into the early afternoon, keeping the coach slightly chilly, but we just dressed accordingly.
Linda went for a morning walk and then spent part of the morning making broccoli, cauliflower, carrot soup. She served some for lunch along with vegan grilled cheese and tomato sandwiches (on sourdough bread) and fresh grapes. She went for another walk after lunch. Butch and Fonda left around 9 AM for her women’s bible study group and did not return until 2:30 PM.
Kuehn Street market area looking west towards Central Avenue (US-95). Quartzsite, AZ.
I spent the morning and the early part of the afternoon researching products for testing water hardness, checking-in to a few social media websites, updating our calendar, and continuing to clean up my e-mail accounts. Getting all of my accounts cleaned up is going to take weeks as I can only spend so many hours a day on this task before I need to do something else. Mid-afternoon I got our sewer hose out and connected it. I unscrewed the pressure gauge on our Valterra water pressure regulator, which has been stuck on 60 PSI for quite some time, and took it with me to Big Market to make sure the threads were the same before I bought a replacement.
When I got back I put a couple of wraps of Teflon tape around the threads, screwed it in by hand, and snugged it down with a pair of adjustable pliers. I turned on the water supply and the gauge registered ~35 PSI with no leaks. I adjusted the regulator pressure up to 45 PSI and called it good. It is an inexpensive gauge, not liquid filled, but it will do for now. I doubt that the old gauge can be repaired, but I will let Butch look at it before I throw it away. When we eventually redo the water bay I plan to install better gauges as part of a coach-mounted plumbing system. The reason to have one at the spigot, however, is to protect everything downstream from excessively high water pressure, including the hoses.
The name says it all. Located in Tyson Wells near Prospectors Panorama and the “Big Tent”.
Linda was outside reading when I left to go to Big Market but thicker clouds moved in from the west and it got too chilly to sit outside comfortably. We spent a quiet afternoon on the sofa with our cats and watched the skies darken as the afternoon advanced towards sunset. By 4:30 PM it was raining lightly again and a beautiful mist hung over the mountains to the southwest and west. Even though we are in the desert the humidity has been quite high on these cool, cloudy, rainy days. The conditions have not been uncomfortable, just unexpected.
Connie returned home with Joe at 5:15 PM but we did get to meet him because of the rain. He has been in a care facility in Blythe, California recovering from a scorpion sting so this was the first time he has been back in Q since we arrived.
Linda made a slightly fancier salad for dinner and served it along with the soup she made earlier in the day. Both were delicious and the soup really hit the spot on a cool and unusually clammy day in Q. Hot tea was also much appreciated. After dinner we had a quiet evening at home. Linda read while I worked at my computer. The seating in the coach seems less comfortable this year compared to last winter, or at least we are more aware of it, and we finally went to bed when we could no longer sit comfortably.
Some of the vendor tents in the Tyson Wells market area on the south side of Kuehn Street.
2014/12/18 (R) Schmoo Is Two
Today was grand-daughter Madeline’s 2nd birthday. It’s the first birthday where she is aware that it is a special day and the specialness has something to do with her. Of course at her age every day is a special day and has something to do with her, but this one is more specialer.
I shut my computer off last night before I went to bed. I don’t always do that, but I do occasionally. It’s a habit leftover from my Windows XP Pro days when I’ll-behaved programs that did not conform to Microsoft’s programming rules would fail to release memory and eventually the machine would run out and stop working correctly. The fix was to do a full power off shutdown and restart it. When I started it this morning it installed updates, although it did not indicate last night that there were any to install.
One of the things I did yesterday morning was get us registered as staff for the Escapees RV Club Escapade rally in March. After leaving messages on Monday and Tuesday for Kim, as instructed in an e-mail I received, Tamika (who answers the phone) indicated that she could handle the registration. I then got online and placed our Escapade clothing order. Hopefully it gets shipped to the rally venue, and not to our house in Michigan, as again the website did not match the instructions we received. I was glad to have these taken care of and checked off of my list as I find it a bit frustrating (irritating?) when I decide to do something and then cannot get it done. Just because we are retired does not mean we have nothing to do or all the time in the world to not do it.
View looking west of our coach and site in the late afternoon sun.
Breakfast was homemade granola with fresh blueberries and bananas, spicy V8, and coffee. Even though it was overcast and cool Linda went for her morning power walk. Besides the exercise (10,000+ steps per day) she enjoys having the time to herself and it helps her get familiar with the layout of a new place.
We did not interact at all with Butch and Fonda yesterday. Not that we needed to; by the time we pull out of Q in early March we will have been traveling/camping together for over three months. Add to that the fact that I was living at their house for much of October and November working on our bus, and theirs, and I can understand why they might want some time to themselves. They left early in the morning yesterday, so Fonda could attend a women’s bible study group, and did not return until mid-afternoon. They looked at something in their engine bay, presumably the air-compressor, and then retreated to their coach and we did not see or hear them the rest of the day.
Joe was out this morning on his power chair picking up after their miniature schnauzer Otis so we went outside and introduced ourselves. Butch came out soon after that, followed by Fonda and the dogs. We all stood (or sat) around and had a nice long chat. Connie eventually came out on her power chair with a basket of laundry. I carried that over to the laundry room for her and after she loaded it in the washing machine she joined the conversation.
Joe wanted to run some errands and Butch offered to drive him around so we took our car and went on an ‘explore.’ We found the Post Office annex on Plymouth Avenue, which is just a couple of trailers with P. O. Boxes but no counter service. I did not even notice a place to drop off outgoing mail. Quartzsite has two ZIP codes and there is some confusion regarding which one to use when. We do not expect to receive much mail while we are here, nor do we expect to receive a lot of UPS shipments, but we will probably need to receive a little bit of each and they need to be addressed correctly in order to get to us. We may end up using General Delivery for mail, as the Quartzsite Post Office does not have rural delivery (they do not deliver mail to street addresses), whereas UPS does deliver to street addresses, but they have to be correct. We plan to go to the main post office “downtown” tomorrow and clarify the situation.
Partial view of our winter compound looking north. Our bus is to the left and Butch & Fonda’s MC-9 is to the right. Look carefully and you will see someone napping. And why not.
We drove south on Riggles Avenue across I-10 at exit 19 to Kuehn Road and headed east in search of the location where the SKP gathering will be held. Kuehn becomes Dome Rock Road (east and west) as you head out of town into the desert. The 4-mile mark coincided with the end of the pavement and one of the BLM STVAs. We turned south and drove another mile into the desert on a freshly graded dirt road before turning around. The dirt road was actually better than the crumbling pavement, which is clearly not being maintained. We then headed back to the area of Kuehn Street, to either side of AZ-95, where most of the seasonal vendors are (will be) located.
We had some Indian Fry Bread for lunch and it was both tasty and filling. Linda had cinnamon and granulated sugar while I had honey and powdered sugar. We walked the whole area and at least peaked in each tent while spending a bit more time with a few vendors. We were going to walk past the Beef Jerky shop but the lady proprietor started chatting with us. As it turned out she was a vegetarian and had a nice selection of non-animal products. Which just goes to prove the old adage “you never know.”
Linda got a TXT message from our son letting us know that our grand-daughter was home from day care so we headed back to the coach. We borrowed Butch and Fonda’s Verizon Jetpack MiFi and used it to Facetime with our son, daughter-in-law, and grand-daughter. (Their MiFi has an unlimited data plan; ours does not.) We got to wish Madeline a happy birthday and watch her open her present from us.
View looking south on Lollipop Ln from the entrance to our compound.
When Linda returned the MiFi device on her way to her second walk of the day Butch let her know that Joe and Connie wanted the six of us to go out to dinner, so she planned her walk to be back in plenty of time. Joe suggested we try the Main Street Eatery as they have a garden burger on the menu that he likes. It turned out to have cheese mixed in with the patty so we did not get one but Linda had a brown rice and veggies dish and I had French fries with ketchup and Tabasco sauce.
In a reversal of our normal routine, I was tired and went to bed early while Linda stayed up reading and playing her online spelling games.
2014/12/19 (F) Hasta La Vista
When we were at the Walmart in Parker last weekend we looked for holiday cards but all they had was a limited selection of Christmas cards. The last few years we have done a “year in review” letter with captioned photos and short blurbs about each month. We did not bring a printer with us so Linda searched for places that could print this for us and found one in Blythe, California.
Quartzsite is in the Sonoran Desert and many of the properties have Sagauro Cactus. Palo Verde and Greasewood bushes are also common with some smaller cactus, but no lawn grass.
Breakfast was spicy V8 juice, cinnamon raisin toast, sourdough toast with orange marmalade, and coffee. At dinner last night at the Main Street Eatery the waitress/owner, Michelle, mentioned that a Smart & Final (Extra) store had opened in Blythe and she was excited to have one so close to Quartzsite. Blythe is only 20 miles away; about half the distance to Parker and a quarter of the distance to Yuma. Although it is a non-membership warehouse store she said they also have a lot of good quality fresh produce. We were prepared for Quartzsite to be challenging for us food wise, but so far it has been OK and is looking up.
Linda went for her morning walk and while she was out I strolled down to Herb’s Hardware in search of a piece of plastic pipe with an appropriate inside diameter for fabricating the insert I need for recharging our water softener. Although Big Market is a good place for this kind of general purpose hardware I went to Herb’s because it is on Central Avenue (AZ-95) not far from where we are staying. It was small but well-stocked. I did not find exactly what I needed, of course, but I found something that might work. It was worth $2.50 to find out. The problem is that I am looking for a part that does not exist so I have to repurpose/fabricate something using whatever tools I have with me, can borrow from Butch, or buy in town.
When I got back to the coach I spent much of the rest of the day working on our holiday letter with breaks for food and a little socializing. During an afternoon break Butch and I disassembled my old, non-functioning, water pressure gauge so I could see how it works. For lunch Linda served the leftover fajita veggies and seitan over basmati rice, which was yummy. For dinner she made a tomato, mushroom, onion ragu with a little broccoli thrown in and served it over half of a baked potato. It was very satisfying on a cool evening.
‘Q’ is criss-crossed with “washes” (drainage ditches) that are usually dry and used by ATVs. This is one of the smaller ones, but is big enough for a full-size SUV. When the flash floods come (springtime) these washes fill and flow fast and a dangerous.
Joe and Connie’s son, Dale, and other family members drove down from Nevada after work today and were expected to arrive sometime after midnight. The plan was to pick up Joe and Connie, load their minivan into the “toter,” and head back; a nine hour trip each way. Given that plan we did not get to meet Dale, et al, and said “farewell, see you later” to Joe and Connie before we all turned in for the evening.
2014/12/20 (S) Yuma, AZ
Yesterday Butch suggested we that we drive to Yuma today so that is what we did. Quartzfest, the RV/ARO gathering, takes place the last full week of January at the BLM Road Runner STVA near mile marker 99 on US-95 south of Quartzsite. We wanted to find that location and just see the desert south of town. Joe had also suggested that we take the Old Yuma Road down to La Paz. Linda had found the road on her iPad yesterday and what looked like a small community about four miles out, but the community was not named on the map. From Kuehn and Central it looked to be a five mile hike, if we were inclined to walk it.
I tried logging in to the Prevost Community (PC) website last night but our login did not work. I contacted the site administrators and had two e-mails waiting for me this morning with the info I needed. I logged in and posted some information and a question about our turbo boost and dashboard gauge and searched the site for posts about the Level Low system. I also checked the Prevost Owners Group (POG) website but there seemed to be more information on PC about older H3s and 92 series Detroit Diesel engines.
Map of the Yuma, AZ downtown / historic area.
Connie called around 8:30 AM and asked me to take care of a couple of things at the site, which I did. We left for Yuma at 10:15 AM and drove south on US-95 through 85 miles of mostly scrubby desert surrounded by mostly barren mountains until we got near Yuma. Much of the drive was through BLM administered land and part of it was through the U. S. Army Yuma Proving Grounds. The area around Yuma was unexpectedly green but we learned that the area grows more leafy greens during the winter months than anyplace else on the planet
By the time we got into town and got our bearings it was time for lunch. We spotted a Golden Corral and Butch assured us they had a nice salad bar, and probably other things we could eat, so we went there. We all ate too much, which is one of the reasons we rarely go to buffets of any kind, but the food was OK and we did have quite a variety to choose from.
Butch was feeling a bit sleepy after lunch so I drove us down to the Quartermasters Depot Historic Park on the Colorado River. The other side of the river was California, the closest we have been on this trip, but we did not cross over the bridge. We spent some time in the visitor information center reading about the depot and picking up literature for various area attractions and activities but did not pay the $4 per person admission and go in. We then drove around to the parking lot for the Yuma Territorial Prison Historic Park but did not park the vehicle and get out. Admission is $6 per person and we will come back another day (and leave earlier in the morning) so we have time to visit these and other sites.
Historic Quartermaster Depot State Park. Note that the cover of the wagon says “AT” (Arizona Territory).
While we were driving back to Q we both got messages on our smartphones from our son with pictures and video of our grand-daughter Madeline’s birthday party. All of her aunts and uncles and cousins were there and she was having a wonderful time. While we would like to be present on such occasions there are choices to be made. We have discussed celebrating Madeline’s “half birthday” each year on June 18th as we will likely be home at that time of year.
Scenic travels notwithstanding, chores still have to be done. When we got back to camp I dumped the waste tanks, which were near full, and topped up the fresh water tank which was at approximately 40%. The last time we dumped was a week ago Thursday at the SKP Dream Catcher RV Park in Deming, New Mexico so we went nine days without being conservative in our use of water. We did top up the fresh water tank shortly after we arrived in Q with approximately 50 gallons of softened water and today I added approximately 75 gallons (60% of capacity). Although it is not essential, I like to fill the fresh tank whenever I empty the waste tanks. Our waste tank level gauges do not work but the fresh water tank gauge does, so it gives us an approximate idea of the state of the waste tanks.
As long as I was doing water chores I borrowed another Hach SofChek test strip from Butch and checked the hardness of the water coming out of the water softener. It registered between 1.5 and 3 grains per gallon (gpg). The water coming out of the spigot is testing at 25 gpg, the highest amount the test strips can register, so the softener now appears to be doing its job after having been recharged. Linda recorded the details in the notepad we are using to log these things.
Butch did a minor upgrade on their ITR Oasis Combi hydronic heating system that should make a big difference in their comfort. He cut out 15″ sections from the rigid metal supply and return fuel lines and replaced them with rubber fuel lines. The rubber lines will isolate the unit, which is mounted to the floor of the bay, from the plywood ceiling of the bay to which the metal fuel lines are clamped coming back from the fuel tank. The plywood ceiling is also the house subfloor and the pulsing of the fuel pump was being telegraphed throughout their coach. The rubber lines greatly reduced the noise.
A view of the Quartermaster Depot SP.
Linda called Brendan back and we got a chance to sing “happy birthday” to Madeline. She also got to call her sister (Sister Marilyn) and chat for a bit. Marilyn is considering flying down for a visit and staying in the guest apartment but we are unsure yet of the timing. Speaking of flying, Linda booked her flight home and back yesterday. She will fly home from Phoenix on February 17 to take care of various tax returns and bakery accounting details and fly back on March 1st.
We had a quiet evening at home. Because we had such a big lunch we did not have dinner, as such, just a little hummus with some chips and a small glass of Leelanau Cellars Winter White wine. Linda read and I worked on selecting/editing photos for our 2014 year in review holiday letter.
