|Imperial Sand Dunes alongside the highway|
Once back in Arizona, we left the interstate and drove through Brawley, California before passing through the Imperial Sand Dunes and the Cahuilla Ranger Station in the Imperial Refuge Wilderness just south of the Chocolate Mountains. We've been through here in years' past and once again, I found it fascinating. The sand flows seem never-ending and the vehicles look so tiny.
|Blue, white, purple, green, tan and brown... all sandwiched together so nicely.|
By early afternoon the following day, we reached the beautiful Parker Dam area and points northward along the Colorado River. In hindsight, I think we would have liked the Parker Dam area over Lake Havasu City but we didn't know that at the time. Anyway by early afternoon, as the thermometer reached 93 degrees, we reached our Lake Havasu City destination. Because of the hot bright sun, my first impression of Havasu Falls RV Resort was unfavorable. I'm that way about heat. I just don't like it.
|Havasu Falls RV Resort. It's home for now.|
It was miserably hot... reaching upward to the high 90's over the next few days. We did little except rest indoors for the first two or three days and Wayne's cold slowly began to improve. We ventured out only in the late afternoons to sit in the shade on our gravel patio area surrounded by the dog pen. Lexie and Ozzie weren't candidates for the heat or the gravel, either, so they lay in their beds staring up at Wayne and me as if to ask, "what are we doing here?"
|Our Havasu Falls campsite with the Chemehuevi Mountains Wilderness Area and reservation (in California),|
along with the Colorado River in the background
Proud of my dedication to the daily walking effort, I did lace my sneakers the first morning of our LHC visit but soon found I had two choices... (1) walk around the campground circle a dozen times, or (2) walk alongside the five-lane highway in the hot sun and gravel. I put my sneakers back in the box and promptly placed the box into the closet for now.
In a few days, I did come to like the campground a little more and even took a few pictures.
|Swimming pool, laundry and recreation room.|
I also snapped a photos of few desert blooms from around the campground...
Somewhere along the middle of the week, I caught a glimpse of a cute white rig pulling into the campground. The rig looked like something straight out of a camper or auto manufacturer's brochure. We saw the name on the side of the camper... Oliver something... Oliver Elite... Oliver Elite II. How cute it was being pulled by a perfectly matched Infinity SUV...
In an instant I was Googling "Oliver Elite" and to our surprise and amazement, Wayne and I learned these adorable little tow behinds are made in Hoenwald, Tennessee -- a stone's throw from where Wayne grew up and where we had lived at one time.
|Barb and Bob and Oliver Elite II|
So by this time, Wayne's cold is much improved and we plan to take in a few sights.