5/15/15 Friday in Bullhead City, AZ (Ridgeview RV-ROD)
How do you like our spot? This place has gotten pretty empty, now that the wind has calmed down. We got our slides out. We keep them in when there is steady wind over 20 mph because at Lucky Star Casino we found that when we tried to pull in the slide the topper (awning over the slide) wouldn’t roll in, since the wind kept it pulled up taut, fighting the rolling-in mechanism. Plus this helps lessen the wear and tear on our toppers. In addition we figure we just are safer without our “wings” out when it’s so windy. Today was predicted as the coolest so we did laundry (hot dryer), plus some chores.
After lunch, even though it was cool and threatening rain, I wanted to “get out”, so we headed W on SR 163 for the Glen Canyon Trail, turning right at the Christmas Tree Pass sign, onto a dirt, washboard road for 2 miles. There was a Y near the end, we took the left and arrived at parking with restrooms! There was a nice sign at the beginning of our trail. This is in the Lake Meade National Recreation Area, run by NPS.
The rock formations were fascinating, along with the amazing petroglyphs just out there, when you looked for them. No gates, no special asphalt roads leading you to them. Nice, but awfully open to modern graffiti artists.
We had a small incident when I followed John as he climbed up the wash into big boulders until I lost him. After climbing further, sure I’d see him, I called his name out loud. He returned with a call. He was back where we’d first seen petroglyphs, so I came back down. Whew! Glad I didn’t keep going further. We must have missed each other as I was going up and he returning.
Our trail went along the rim of a wash. Some young men were approaching via the wash. John made it clear that he wouldn’t ever use a wash to get somewhere because a storm could be happening 10 miles away and send a wall of water down that path. No walls of water today, although the rain would spit at us now and then.
Back at home we relaxed (I with a book, John with old Westerns on TV), had supper. The wind was quiet so when it was dark we watched the lights of Laughlin, NV from a vacant campsite. I’ll try to get a photo tomorrow.