It sure feels good not to have to wear a jacket, run the furnace, or have to put the motorhome’s engine block heater on before we start it up in the morning! I could get used to this!
In yesterday’s blog I said that we planned to be up and on the road early, but while we woke up at 7 a.m., we just couldn’t seem to get in gear. We were lazy and stayed in bed snuggling and relaxing for another hour or so.
It was almost 10 a.m. by the time we pulled out of the Pima County Fairgrounds and got onto Interstate 10. We always wait until rush hour is over before we start out in the morning, but that didn’t mean traffic was light by any means. The highway through town, and all the way to the Phoenix area, was busy with cars, trucks, and RVs going in both directions.
I love driving our Winnebago Ultimate Advantage. The motorhome just purrs along, unfazed by passing eighteen wheelers, with never a hiccup climbing the steep grades out west.
We passed Picacho Peak, site of Arizona’s only Civil War battle, and now a state park. Every year the battle is re-enacted by costumed Civil War buffs; this year’s event will take place March 13 and 14. Since the state is going to close Picacho Peak State Park in June, due to budget cuts, the future of the annual re-enactments is in doubt.
Miss Terry always has her digital camera at the ready, and got this great picture of a motorhome passing the peak. I’m always amazed at what she can do with a cheap point and shoot pocket camera.
We stopped for fuel at the Flying J in Eloy, and thought about getting a couple thousand miles of road grime off the RV at the Blue Beacon Truck Wash across the road from the truck stop. But they had a long line of big trucks in line, and we didn’t want to wait that long, so we got back on the highway with the same dirty coach we pulled in with.
North of Casa Grande, we pulled into a rest area for a quick potty break, and thought we must have intruded on a drug bust or something. There were six or eight Highway Patrol cars in the rest area, and officers were swarming over every commercial truck there. Apparently it was some sort of spot safety check, because they were checking drivers’ log books, vehicle lights and turn signals, air brakes, and even had the hood up on one truck, examining the engine compartment. They didn’t seem to have any interest in us, so we were on our way soon.
We arrived in Apache Junction about 1 p.m., got settled into our RV site, and then drove over to Terry’s parents’ house. Pete and Bess were happy to see their daughter, as always, and we had a nice visit that stretched out over several hours. We’re looking forward to lot of family time while we’re here.
We have a page on our Gypsy Journal website that lists RV Un-Friendly Communities that do not allow overnight parking in places like WalMart. Yesterday, longtime reader Bob Derivan sent me a story from the Lake City Reporter newspaper, telling how that Florida community has banned RV parking overnight on any commercial property in the city, except for RV parks.
According to the article, Cecil Shaw, owner of the E-Z Stop RV Park, has succeeded in his efforts to have the city enforce a ban on RVs parking overnight at WalMart, claiming that it takes customers away from his business.
We have spent a lot of time and money in Lake City in the past, but we’ll avoid it from now on. I also sent the newspaper and mayor an e-mail telling them that we’ll vote with our wallet and keep right on driving when we come to Lake City in the future. The mayor’s name and e-mail address are Mayor Stephen M Witt, email@example.com. The newspaper publisher is Todd Wilson at firstname.lastname@example.org.
There are plenty of other places that welcome us and our dollars. And if we ever did have to stop in Lake City overnight for some reason, you can bet it won’t be at Mr. Shaw’s RV park!
Thought For The Day – Hold yourself to a higher standard than anybody else expects of you.