Friday, November 14
I load the empty propane tank into the back of the Perfect Tow Vehicle.
“C’mon, sweetie. Up you go. . . ” I set Bridget on the bench seat, put her water dish on the floor behind the passenger seat, slide behind the wheel, and start up the PTV.
On the way out of Cholla Campground, I drive by two campsites of readers who invited me to drop by for a chat. No one is home at either site. I notice two Casitas have arrived at Cholla.
Bridget and I turn onto Route 188 and head toward Tonto Basin.
I pick up a few groceries at the market. At an RV storage facility across the road, I buy 4.2 gallons of propane for a total cost of $14.54.
Usually when I approach our camp and the Best Little Trailer comes into view, I experience a slight lifting of my spirits.
Not today.
I’m becoming unnerved. Time to move camp. It’s been nice here. One couldn’t ask for a prettier campsite. Neighbors have been quiet. Well, there’s the generator noise but that’s to be expected in a campground. It would be nice to be off by ourselves somewhere . . .
“Well, Bridgie-baby. I think it’s time we found a new home.”
I put away the groceries, position the propane tank next to its twin, and hitch us up.
On the way out of Cholla Campground, I stop at Krystina’s site and say goodbye.
Cholla has two dump stations. The one within the boundaries of the campground is open only on Saturdays and Sundays. The one across the road from the campground is open on Thursdays and Fridays. It being Friday, I take the BLT across the road.
Soon we’re cruising on down the highway . . .
We find a good campsite and it’s lovely. We have a grand view of mountains. Peace and quiet. Solitude. A graceful mesquite tree in our front “yard.” I giggle as I go through the routine of making this little bit of desert into our home.
I hope you don’t mind . . .
The positive change in my mood upon discovering this private camp tells me I need alone time, just me and Bridge. For that reason (and the fact that we’re near populous areas), I won’t be sharing directions to this camp.
If you should happen to see where we are, please refrain from announcing our location in a comment. If you figure out where we are by examining photos in upcoming posts, please keep it to yourself. I would appreciate that very much.
I’ll resume sharing my boondocks and camps in this blog as long as I can live alone with my crew. Thank you and know that I love being with you online!
rvsue
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