Location: Dome Rock Road near Quartzsite, Arizona
I woke at 7 o'clock and read blogs and made comments until around 8 o'clock and the started my day with a walk around the area with Yuma while the coffee was heating up.
Going to be a little cooler today with a high of only 69 and they are calling for some wind. We got both in the afternoon. Don't need hairspray. The dust does a great job.
|Is that a cowboy on a horse behind that bush?|
|Nope. He must be standing in there.|
After breakfast I started with the bedroom. Pledged all the wood cabinets. Boy, do they look nice with a lot of Pledge on them. Look brand new. This MH is going to fetch a fortune. Probably a very small fortune. As I was resting, I decided that now the huge Big Tent and RV show crowds have dwindled, I would find us a better place to live.
Got packed and moved further east towards Quartzsite on West Dome Rock Road. A couple miles in I saw a nice place close to the road but further from the interstate and pulled in.
Cleaned the floor in the bedroom on my hands and knees and got it looking spiffy, then turned my attention to the bathroom. Ugh! You would think only a man lived in this place. :)) When I was done everything looked great and ready for a lady to use. Even sprayed a little air freshener in there.
As I was working, the area I'm in was filling up with Casita trailers. This weekend is there big meet-up out here near Dome Rock. Evidently, they do this every year at this time. I saw a lady wandering around the MH and Yuma started to bark. Went out and talked with her.
|Here's the first place I moved to. Very crowded.|
I guess I'm parked right where each year a group likes to park. I know it is BLM land and I'm free to stay, but I didn't want to ruin some old ladies weekend by being in her spot. I told her I would be leaving in the morning.
Towards sundown, Yuma and I were walking on the other side of the road going east when I spotted a nice little place down near a wash. We took a walk down there and I figured I could get the MH down there and have a nice private place with no Casitas in sight.
As I was returning, ran into a nice couple walking their dog. When they saw Yuma, she scooped him up. After talking a few minutes, she put the little 9 month old named Major on the ground so Yuma could meet him. Poor Major was quite intimidated by the big Yuma. I couldn't get him to pose.
|Yuma and Major.|
|Yuma and Major.|
By the time I got back to the MH, the sun was setting behind Dome Rock Mountains.
See you later.