Woke up at 6:30 and did not turn over and go back to sleep like yesterday, even though it was dark and quite chilly. Did my games and was ready for the sun.
Yuma could tell something was afoot. He watched carefully as I finished putting the remainder of the stuff in the WL bays and finally took down the flag and put it away.
Beautiful sunrise this morning.
Deb and Riley were ahead of me, so while I hooked the Jeep and had breakfast, they took their morning walk. It was 9:30 when they returned and it was time to turn the key in the White Lion and hope it roars. With a little white smoke, he came to life very quickly and it was then I knew Yuma was in our sights.
We headed south on Highway 95 for the 65 mile road trip to Yuma. We didn't get 10 miles down the road till we hit road construction. It was one way with a lead truck and he didn't show for at least 20 minutes. Finally, the traffic from the opposite direction showed and we were on our way.
Everything went fine. The WL ran beautifully and no overheating issues. No engine warning lights either. We stopped at the big guns at the Yuma Proving Ground. I actually cut the engine off with confidence it would restart.
We said our goodbyes here and we both went to our selected boondocking locations in California, just west of Yuma. I stopped at a truck stop before going into California to buy diesel and fill the propane tank. Much cheaper in Arizona.
I pulled into Pilot Knob in California for water and to dump tanks. Got tanks emptied for $10, but they had no water. Still have 35 gallons, so will worry about water later.
|Where are Deb and Riley?|
|The Cargo Muchacho Mountains to the north.|
|Lonely and flat.|
|Yuma checking things out on our late afternoon walk.|