The crew and I play on the beach.
Bridget really likes the sand. I chase her chubby butt across the beach and then we sit together on a dune. Spike explores the beach.
Bridget is delighted to have me all to herself.
My arm is around her, holding her close, as we watch Spike and look at the river. She turns her face up at me with a sparkle in her eyes and gives me a few chin-licks. I never receive affection like this from Spike, Mr. Cool and Aloof.
There’s a slight breeze wafting through the cottonwood trees, and, of course, there’s the ever-present roar of the river.
Our first site is nice, shady and with a path down to the river, but we’d better move.
We need to move away from the restroom.
People who tent, car camp, or simply don’t have an on-board toilet will want to camp close to the restroom. Therefore, they are most likely to camp at this end of the campground.
Another reason to move is our present site is on the beach end of the campground. A warm weekend is in the forecast. This will probably bring the locals — and maybe the younger crowd — to party on the beach. People will be traipsing through “our” section of riverbank to get to the beach.
I’ve had my eye on the most beautiful site of all and it’s vacant!
It’s at the other end of the campground. . . a good spot to be during the influx of weekenders.
You’d think we’d moved across country. It’s fun settling into a new “home” and watching Bridget and Spike check it out.
I unhitch and the crew and I go into town to fill the one-gallon water jugs.
The campground doesn’t have drinking water; its amenities are limited to restrooms and trash pick-up. First I stop at the Melon Vine Grocery for a few items, and, while there, I ask where one can get drinking water. Another cashier than the one I spoke to before tells me to go to the Pilot station and use the spigot.
“It’s good water. It’s drinking water,” she reassures me.
We park at the Museum and Travel Information Center. It’s too hot to leave the crew in the Perfect Tow Vehicle while I do the museum. My goal is limited to free maps. I score a few and on we go to Pilot.
On the way back to camp, I stop to take photos of the BLT.
She’s an inviting home to return to!
And Friday night is party night on the beach!
I’m glad we moved. I don’t see or hear the party, except for the tell-tale beat of the music, which is slightly annoying. I can put up with that after having this place as our private retreat for four days. Around eleven-thirty the music stops. Hmm . . . a midnight curfew perhaps?
Saturday morning a woman walks up to me as I sit in my camp chair.
Her name is Judy. We chat for a little while and then her husband, Steve, joins us. They tell me they’re on their way home to Steamboat Springs, Colorado. They are returning from their stay on the Baja California peninsula. Of course, I ask about camping the Baja, as well as in Colorado.
Steve is interested in my solar set-up and the Wilson antenna. I answer his questions and tell him and Judy about this blog and the information they can find on it. (See pages from header.)
Penny and Rich also camp on the Baja during the winter. They live in Salt Lake City. (Penny comments on this blog as Penny from Utah. This isn’t the Penny I met at our Sidewinder Road camp, west of Yuma.)
“You know, we met two of your friends while down there,” Judy says.
“Oh, you must mean Kathy and Gil,” I respond. “I remember you commenting on the blog. Isn’t it funny . . . My blog brings readers together in Mexico!”
I also ask Penny and Rich several questions about camping the Baja peninsula. Penny and Rich have a Casita. On this trip they are camping in their VW van pop-up. Rich asks me about my solar set-up and the Wilson antenna, too.
The campground is empty again, except for one camper in our former site and some tenters by the beach. The crew and I will relax here for a few more days and then we’ll move on.
NOTE: A reader asked about camping here in a big rig. If you drive past the campground, adjacent to the campground at the top of a small hill, you will see a large loop on the left. It’s level and there’s a fire ring.
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