One of the beauties of boondocking, is you can be as social or anti-social as you choose. Since Bear insists on taking me on numerous walks through-out the day, this provides that perfect opportunity to say hi to the neighbors. Bear and Alex, a 12 year old Golden Retriever, became fast friends and enjoyed visiting. Turns out Alex and his parents are from the Alamosa, Colorado area, located about an hour and half from our sticks n bricks home.
Small world sometimes. Saturday two more rigs pull in, friends of the Alamosa folks. Reminds me of the pioneers and circling the wagons. Our once quiet boondock spot is now much more crowded, but still plenty of room for more in this rather large lot, not the case in the actual campground though. They are packed in tight. Turns out, this is a big weekend for Lake Havasu City and folks from all over come here for the spectacular fireworks and the Rockabilly Concert….big deal round these here parts!
We really lucked out stumbling upon this spot on this weekend. Al and I enjoyed ourselves so much, we plan to return next year….same time, same place. By the end of our stay, we had all exchanged email addresses with the neighbors and invitations to each others sticks n bricks home. One couple happened to be full-timers and we hope to run into them again….perhaps on their way through Colorado this summer.
So far, I’m really liking this gypsy lifestyle. Next stop, Death Valley!
Al and I have wanted to visit Lake Havasu for quite sometime. We also wanted to check out Quartzsite, AZ. With no firm plans or commitments, we depart Desert Edge’s RV and head to Interstate 10, westward bound.
We stop in Quartzsite for gas and I hop into the Rig, make us a couple of sandwiches, take Bear for a short walk, and after eating check the place out. Quartzsite is an interesting, eclectic sort of place. The RV parks are jam packed this time of year. So we decide to head north on Hwy 95 toward Havasu and make several notes about the Quartzsite area for next winters excursion.
Lake Havasu City is loaded with RV Parks and just outside of town are numerous spots to boondock. It is a playground mecca for adults. There are endless places for ATV/Four Wheeling. All sorts of water activities are available from boating, jet skiing, sailing, paddling, etc. If you don’t have your own toys, there are dozens of places to rent the toy of choice.
We want to camp as close to the water as possible and pick Crazy Horse Campground to spend a few nights. Fortunately for us, the campground is all booked up and we are sent to their overflow lot.
When I say we were fortunate the campground was booked, I sincerely mean fortunate. The RV’s in the campground are packed in like Sardines. Hardly enough elbow room between units…..not my cup of tea! The overflow lot overlooks the lake and there’s plenty of room for everyone. The ATV trails provide excellent hiking for Bear and me, that is, until all the ATVer’s show up.
Saturday some young kids have fun tooling around on their four-wheelers. They drive slow and responsibly and we’re not bothered by their activities. It’s nice to see kids being kids and playing out in the dirt instead of sitting in front of a computer/TV screen.
Although I would not recommend Crazy Horse Campground, I would recommend staying in their overflow lot. The Campground is old, the staff and guests were less than friendly, but the location is awesome. We were able to walk to the famous London Bridge and stores.
The RV Park is on an island/peninsula and we need to cross the London Bridge for access. The shoreline along the island and mainland is a lovely park setting with walking trails, a dog park, marina, beaches, and picnic areas. Lake Havasu City was developed by Robert McCulloch in 1963 on the eastern shore of Lake Havasu. He later purchased the London Bridge, which was dismantled and shipped to Lake Havasu City. It was completed in 1971 and connects the peninsula to the mainland.
Al and I take advantage of the beautiful, sunny weather and walk the London Bridge and shoreline.
Later back at the campsite, we are buzzed by what I call flying lawn mowers. There are about half a dozen buzzing around and Al is totally infatuated. I believe the proper term is powered gliders and Al is ready to return to the skies. Yeah right, I don’t think so! Although Al does not
miss his commercial aviation days, he does occasionally miss those daring Navy missions and flying on and off an aircraft carrier. Aah, to be young again!
I leave Al to his thoughts and have him build me a campfire while I prepare dinner.