When you are travelling for any length of time, measured either in the number of years you have done it, and/or the length of time you have allowed for a given trip, two of the fundamental concepts that should be at the top of your ‘whatever’ list are, ‘always expect the unexpected,’ and ‘roll with the punches.’
Things were going pretty much according to plan for us on this trip (well, more or less…) until we arrived in Benson, AZ. It was there that the people we were travelling with suddenly and without any warning or discussion (and pretty rudely) bailed out; let’s face it, they just did not travel all that well. You can’t sit in your RV all day watching TV and expect to really enjoy your travels.
OK, it was actually all for the best, because Dee Dee, Charlie, Marshall Dylan and I are pretty independent and once we were back on our own, we were much better off and a whole lot happier – the stress of our early travels had diminished greatly. We took the time to re-evaluate our initial travel plans to go as far as Lafayette and New Orleans, LA, and decided that going another 3500 miles (round trip) and dealing with what could very well have been some really snotty weather, was maybe not the best idea.
As we were drinking a beer and contemplating our next move, we got an email from WIT (Winnebago International Travelers – we are members) advising us they had some last minute cancellations for a 10-day trip to Puerto Penasco, Mexico, and they were looking for people to fill the spots. YEAH! So we immediately called them, but too late…they were already filled. We were pretty bummed. But, the story has a happy ending: they opened up a few extra spots and we got in. YAHOO.
OK, now for the not-so-good stuff. I was taking Charlie out for an evening constitutional and noticed a black ‘something’ hanging from his butt. At first it looked like a residual turd, but upon closer inspection it looked a like hemorrhoid that appeared to be bugging him. We found a wonderful vet in Benson who got us in, and just in time. To make a long story short, they got him in for surgery a few days later and removed it, and another (fatty) growth on one of his rear legs. Turns out that first growth was cancerous, but they said they thought they got all of it. We still have to watch him for a re-occurrence.
About a week later we were in Dateland, AZ, visiting some friends and noticed that one of the incisions had torn open (probably due to him licking the dissolving stitches.) Once again we found another great vet (we had to drive into Yuma) who got him in right away and closed up the wound. Poor guy. He never wants to see another vet again…all this has totally freaked him out. Fortunately, Charlie found a job at Walmart as a canine greeter – $5/hour and all the kibble he wants. He should have his credit paid off in about 3 years.
OK, those are the high/low points since our last installment. While waiting to depart for Mexico on February 9, we have visited some really great places: Bisbee (where we DID NOT see the famous Juan Alvarez) and Douglas, Roper Lake State Park (near Safford, AZ), where we also drove over to New Mexico and blasted through Lordsburg (OK, that did suck) and then back into Arizona. After we finally left Benson (after staying for a month in the same place), we headed for West Tucson and stayed near Old Tucson and the Arizona Sonoran Desert Museum. In our (humble) opinion, Old Tucson was pretty much a waste of time and VERY expensive. The Desert Museum was magnificent – we spent all day there and experienced about 10% of what there was to see. And, we really learned a lot. I thought we were fairly experienced ‘desert rats’, but discovered we had a lot more to learn about flora and fauna.
After 3 days there (where we scoped out some places to maybe stay longer-term next year as we really liked what the Tucson area has to offer), we headed off for a 125 mile windy drive on very narrow road to Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument (about 5 miles from Lukeville and the US/Mexican border) . Let me tell you that we have travelled to many places over the years and this place has to be among the top 3 we have ever experienced. It’s magnificent! Small, uncrowded, with incredible scenery. The campground is well laid-out and every spot has an amazing view. It’s totally dry camping (with very restrictive generator hours), but for old geezers like us, with our Senior Pass, entry is free and camping is $8/night. You can’t beat that.
As I type this missive, we are parked in a fairly decent KOA (as far as KOA’s go) in Gila Bend, AZ, where all the other ‘Winnies’ in our travel caravan are marshalling for our departure tomorrow (February 9) down Highway 85 to Lukeville and then on to Puerto Penasco. It’s a one day, 160 mile, trip.
OK, as usual there are lots of pics for your viewing pleasure. Our next installment, hopefully documenting our time south of the border, should hit when we are back in the ‘States. We plan to hang out in Yuma for a few days, visiting friends, and then meander back North to Washington, via Modesto to visit our many old and good friends.