Very early this morning as I lay in that half asleep, half awake state I heard a LOT of voices walking past our rig. (It was just before 7 a.m.) I quickly peeked out of the window to see about 15 adults walking in the direction of the stop where the bus picks us up to go to the festival. As I lifted my head the cold slapped me in the face in a way that sent a shiver down my spine and then whispered in my ear “I don’t care that you are nice and warm under your fleece sheets and blankets! It’s mornimg, Wake up!” 😬 Apparently, Sometime during the night our heater shut off. When we looked at the thermostat it read 57 degrees INSIDE of our coach. Outside it was 48 degrees.😳 Man o man, it was COLD!
We got up and immediately heated some water for a hot cup of coffee and tried to figure out why the heat shut off in the middle of the night.
After we had breakfast and straightened up we decided to take the bikes out for a ride. We set the navigation for “London Bridge.” The navigation took us in circles but we finally found it.
I recall reading something about why people place locks on the London Bridge but couldn’t remember, so I googled it. (below)
After we took a few pix at the bridge we went to the little shopping area below the bridge and took a few more pix.
It was getting cold and we could see the sun was beginning to set so we headed back to our rig. It was a COLD ride back, but we made it safe and sound! We settled in and watched a movie before turning in for the night.😴
DAY 4, Saturday
I woke this morning to a chill in the air. Not like yesterday, but it was chilly. Again our heater turned off in the middle of the night. Ugh!! (We REALLY NEED to figure this out!!😑) I needed to move and warm up, so I got up, got dressed and went outside for a quick walk to see how many balloons I could see…
About 7 this morning I got a text from my friend, Carle, saying that he could see Hot air balloons from his friends house.
Sidebar: Carle and I have been friends since 1990! We met working together; I was his secretary. We were an awesome work team and learned so much from each other. From the day we met, we clicked. We have ALWAYS had a great respect and admiration for each other. 👍We each ended up moving on to other jobs, but have kept in touch thru the years. We have encouraged each other, we have seen each other’s kids grow up, we have taken a couple of vacations together, we have cheered our kids successes and shared pix of our grandkids. Carle holds a special place in my heart.💞 We are GOOD friends. (Don’t get it twisted; I am happily married and he has a significant other. Men and women CAN BE FRIENDS.) 🙋♂️🤩🙋✌
Anyway I knew that Carle and Joyce (his significant other) were going to be here at Lake Havasu this weekend with friends to go razor riding. Like I said earlier, Carle text me bright and early this morning at 7 a.m. saying that he could see hot air balloons near his friend’s house. He shared that he wanted to go “chase” a balloon to get a closer look but no one (in the house) was ready so he decided to hop in his truck to go balloon chasing. As he was driving, he happened by the balloon fest, took a chance and decided to drive amongst the RVs.
Meanwhile, I am walking in the parking lot looking for hot air balloons, and who pulls up in a big white truck?! Carle!😃 Boy, was I surprised! So, he told me that he was going balloon chasing and asked me If I wanted to join him. ABSOLUTELY! So, since Craig was still getting ready for the day I decided to go balloon chasing with Carle. I stopped by our RV and told Craig about the plan. Cool, off we go!
So, Carle and I are talking, catching up, exchanging stories about our kids and what’s going on in their lives, our latest vacations; and then he spots a balloon!! We parked to take a closer look.
It was too windy so the balloon pilot landed in a park. His team began the process of deflating and packing the balloon up. Carle and I took pix of the process. It was pretty cool!
Before he brought me back to my RV, we stopped at his friend’s house so I could say hello to some of his crew; Joyce, Tracey, Bambi, Renee, Robin and some other folks. On the way back he shared that they were deciding what to do for the day and would keep me posted; and invited Craig and I to join them. 😁
So, Carle called and told me that they were going to take the ferry to the casino on the island and invited us. We accepted! He picked us up and away we went!
After hanging out at the casino and enjoying the lake views we took the ferry back to AZ. Carle brought us back to our RV and invited us to join him and his crew for dinner. Again, we accepted! Later that day Carle came back and picked us up for dinner. We dined at Shegrue’s. It was a NICE restaurant, with GOOD food. It was a tad pricy, but totally worth it! The ambience was nice, friendly and with a GREAT view of the Colorado River and London Bridge. We talked, laughed had a great time and witnessed a BEAUTIFUL full moon rise from the restaurant!😁👍
The crew today! Carle has some really cool, kind and funny friends! 😁😃 We had previously met Tracey, Bambi, Renee and Robin when we went Razor riding at Bolder Creek with them last year. We also had the pleasure of meeting some new folks; Sue, Ed, Sue, James and Lee, all very kind, friendly people. (Hope I didn’t forget anyone.)
Carle, if you are reading this: We had a really GREAT day today! THANKS Carle and Joyce for including Craig and I in the festivities today. 👍💞 A big thanks to your peeps for being so cool!! Have a safe trip back home. Peace✌ and Love my friend!😍❤
We slept in this morning. We woke up to the sound of children’s laughter. 😁 They were running around playing and riding bikes.
It was about 9 a.m., we took our time getting ready for the day. I started the electric kettle to heat water for our coffee and started breakfast. I decided to make soyrizo ‘n’ egg burritos with cheddar cheese. Soyrizo is like chorizo, a Mexican sausage that is fried and mixed with eggs; it is a little spicy, but very tasty. The soyrizo is soy based and not as fatty and greasy, and a little healthier than regular chorizo. Anyway, we ate our burrito with a cup of coffee and listened to the kiddos playing outside.
While Craig was cleaning up the breakfast dishes a fellow Facebook So CA RV member found me! (I had previously posted on Facebook that we were attending the Balloon Fest and asked if anyone in the group was attending. Pat replied that she and her sister would be attending.) I walked with Pat, along with her little dog Lucky, back to her rig and met her sister Wendy. Pat and Wendy are seasoned travellers and did some nice modifications to their 2018 Navion. Nice sisters! 🙋🙋
SIDEBAR: I cook and Craig cleans.😁 I am a GOOD cook. We agreed years ago that if and when I cooked that he would clean the kitchen. Fair is fair, right!?👍😉
When I returned from my visit with Pat and Wendy Craig was ready to head over to the Balloon Festival. We walked to the bus pick up location and chatted with a few other RVers while we waited. The bus we rode in was a “party bus” complete with a “dancing pole!” We and a few of the other passengers had a good chuckle about the pole. 😂🤣💃
When we arrived there were plenty of people already there. There were also plenty of vendors selling various food items, crafts, thing-a-ma-bobs and what-u-ma-gig-ums.😁
Here are a few pix.
The garlic grater is a little ceramic dish about the size of the palm of my hand. It is good for grating garlic, ginger, chocolate, Parmesan cheese and lemon rind. It came with a garlic peeler too. $20 bucks. The colors were so vibrant. I have plans for this little kitchen tool!
The magnetic bracelets are supposed to help with circulation since our bodies are made up with electric/ magnetic energy. Sounded good to us. We each got one. $20 each.
As we continued exploring we came across these COOL Razors! Some of them had awesome sound systems and head phones. One had helmets with fresh air piped into them. I have never seen such a thing or knew they existed. Very cool! They ranged on price from 15k to 50k.😳
As we continued exploring the salty smell of bacon-wrapped hot dogs had the nerve to sneak up in my nostrils followed by the sweet fragrance of funnel cakes and then the rich smell of coffee got my attention! Oh my! My nostrils were being accosted by delicious yumminess!🙃 We resisted and kept walking to get a closer look at the lake.
After taking a walk by the lake we decided to meander over to the balloon launch area. We were disappointed that no balloons were being prepared for flight. We spoke with a few folks and were told that they would not be launching today because there was too much wind.
Well, we had seen enough for today and it was getting cold. We hopped on the bus for our ride back to our RV. We settled in and I made Craig’s favorite for dinner: tacos.
It was dark outside, and cold, but I could hear kiddos playing and laughing. I peeked outside and saw on the next row over, someone was projecting a movie on the side of their airstream!
As our neighbors had movie night Craig and I had a cup of coffee and chilled for the evening.
The 5-hour drive to Lake Havasu was pretty uneventful, for the most part. We listened to music, talked and took in the desert and mountain views sprinkled with the small towns here and there once we got out of the city.
Why do we push our limits and make ourselves uncomfortable? 🤷 Why? Anyone who knows me knows that I am one of those people who runs to the gas station to fill up when my gas tank is half full. ALWAYS. I am uncomfortable with less than a half tank of gas in my vehicles. If the gauge is down to a quarter tank I start to panic and my heart starts to race. Why? I don’t know. I have NEVER run out of gas; and don’t plan to.
So, it was my turn to drive. I drove for a couple hours on Highway 40. While driving I glanced at the fuel gauge and noticed that we needed fuel. We started looking for a gas station and happed upon one on the California side of the California / Arizona border; but the diesel fuel was $4.89/gallon! WHAT?! $4.89?! Ridiculous! Craig and I weighed our options. We had a quarter of a tank and about 30 more miles before the next gas station. In my head I was calculating; how much fuel does our tank hold? How many miles do we get to a gallon? Do we have enough fuel to get to the next gas station? Inside I was nervous but decided to take a chance and throw caution to the wind, so I kept driving.
About 15-miles after we passed the ridiculously priced gas station this warning light appeared on the dash! 😳 “Reserve fuel, drive to a gas station.”
OH MY GOD! My heart started racing, I felt panic rising up in my being. In my head I kept thinking “I have NEVER run out of gas” I have NEVER run out of gas!” I prayed; “Lord, please get me to a gas station.” Man, I was nervous! Well, we crossed over into Arizona and shortly thereafter we happened upon a Flying J. $2.38 a gallon! Hallelujah! Full tank. I. AM. RELIEVED. HAPPY. CA: $4.89 AZ: $2.38 what a difference!
Well, we continued down the highway and alas, signs for Lake Havasu! We arrived about 5:30 p.m. and were greeted by a nice group of folks ready to sign us in and escort us to our spot.
We settled in, I took a quick walk to stretch my legs and then I made dinner. Polska with sauteed onion, bell pepper and zucchini. YUM!
The evening blessed us with this spectacular view. After dinner Craig watched Netflix while I blogged. I’m tired, it was a stressful afternoon, (for me).😴 Craig was cool as a cucumber; as usual.🙃 Nighty-night.😍
As a kid I remember hearing “old folks” say how quickly time passes, “in the blink of an eye” they would say. Now, as an adult, a senior, I truly understand exactly what they meant. Time passes, ready or not.
On this journey we call life it is what we make of it. We build it. We shape it with our choices and decisions; good and bad. Where we are now is because of our past choices and decisions.
There is a song by Rod Stewart that I love; Young Turks. Some of the lyrics are: “Life is so brief, time is a thief when you’re undecided. Like a fist full of sand it will slip right through your hands. Young Hearts be free, tonight, time is on your side.” Rod summed it up very well! Time passes, ready or not.
Well, 36 years ago on December 10th Craig and I said “I WILL.” We promised to love💞 respect and support each other on this journey called life. Over these years our love, respect and friendship has flourished beyond what I could have ever imagined. We have developed into a very strong “team.” Whatever challenges life tosses our way we deal with; and celebrate our victories and blessings.
This year we celebrated our 36th Wedding Anniversary in Las Vegas, Nevada with friends Skip and Yasmine Davis. We dined, explored, caught a show, visited with family and friends, and laughed, ALOT!
Life is a BLESSING. Family and friends multiply the love and beauty in this world. We all have a time limit on this earth. Use time wisely. Be happy. Be kind. Don’t take yourself too seriously. Take a chance and fall in love. I did.❤💝
HAPPY ANNIVERSARY TO US.💝💌😍 We are looking forward to many, many more happy years together!
For some reason the text from Mortimer Farms didn’t post.🤷♀️
We are members of Harvest Hosts, an organization for RVers. Their annual fee provides an overnight stay at hundreds of locations across the country consisting of farms, wineries, museums and golf courses. There are no hook ups, just a safe place to park and sleep for the night. They only ask that you patronize the host and purchase something from them as a thank you. I joined Harvest Host in December and had yet had the opportunity to use one. Well, I found a Harvest Host in Dewey called Mortimer Farms. It is customery to call the host to let them know you are coming, which I did, but it was after their business hours and they were closed; so I left a voicemail message and we headed to the Farm. When we arrived it was dark. We drove around the gravel lot and found a place for the night under some trees at the edge of the lot. We slept very well.😴 Early in the morning we heard voices, cars and busses. It turned out that a portion of the lot that we parked in was a school bus drop off point, so it was busy bright and early at 7 a.m. We watched and listened to the cars, kids, parents and busses scurrying along. After the morning hub-bub, around 8 a.m. I walked over to the Mortimer Farms store for a fresh brewed cup of coffee while Craig finished getting ready for the day.
Mortimer Farms has a children’s play area, strawberry fields, a corn maze, dance barn and they host social events in their barn. It’s a hoppin’ little place!🕺💃🤠
As I roamed the store with coffee in hand the staff greeted me and provided some history on the farm. It sits on about 300 acres and is a family run business. They can their own veggies and make their own jams and butters. They have a honey farm on premesis too.
By this time Craig had joined me. After surveying the market he decided to purchase some strawberry butter and Sweet Potato butter – not too sweet and perfect for his toast with coffee.
I purchased some body butter and some “bacon” flavored lip balm. Bacon? You say? I am a big bacon fan, so I just had to.😁 🤣😂 The body butters had some interesting names like “Lime in the Coconut” “Cowboy” 🤠and “Beetle-juice Patchouli,” but the funniest names were “Monkey Farts’ and “Lions Breath.” LOL🤣😂🤣😂
Of course they had run out of the funny named body butters so I bought honey almond. I should note that they all smelled good!👍
Traveling is always fun. I love to get out and explore familiar and unfamiliar destinations. Traveling in an RV provides that extra comfort and convenience of being able to stop for a nap, open the fridge for a cool beverage or make a sandwich. It is a blessing and is far more exciting than travelling in a car – for me anyway.
We got home late Wednesday afternoon and unpacked. Packing for the trip is always more exciting that getting back home and unpacking. We typically clean Shorty up inside and out as soon as we get home, but for now he is just getting unloaded. Tomorrow he will get scrubbed inside and out.
“LIVING IN ARIZONA”
I was so excited about our trip to Arizona to explore Prescott, Prescott Valley and some of the surrounding cities. I have been following a Facebook group and You Tube Channel, called “Living in Arizona.” The host, Jeff, is a resident and seems to know all things Arizona. His You Tube channel has a library of various episodes covering almost any and every subject about Arizona. His Facebook group with 2.4K members is also very interactive and informative. Arizona resident members have a wealth of knowledge and are so helpful in responding to those of us, not yet residents. Jeff is pretty cool, knowledgeable and a funny guy. In following “Living in Arizona” Jeff has provided enough information for me that I can weed out cities that I don’t need to explore primarily because of the weather. It seems that central Arizona speaks to my husband and I more so than the Phoenix area (too hot) or the Flagstaff area (too cold). We like the idea of temperate weather; and Prescott and the surrounding cities provide just that – they are just right.
Our adventure to Arizona began last Thursday afternoon. My previous post showed the traffic as we were heading to the Arizona Border. Even though the evening was upon us, we could feel that desert heat as we passed thru the Palm Springs and Palm Desert areas. A trip that typically takes two hours took us three and a half with all of that traffic. Since we had a late start we decided to find a place to spend the night once we hit the Arizona border. We opted for the Rest stop in Ehrenberg, AZ, a border town just before Quartzsite. (We have slept at Rest Stops before. We always feel safe, but they are a little on the noisy side. BUT if you are tired, they will do the trick.) OMG it was so hot! The outside temp was 102 and before we cooled it down, the inside of our rig was 96 degrees! We slept with the generator on all night to keep it cool. Between listening to the generator all night and the big rigs coming and going, it was not a great night’s sleep, but we did get enough rest to continue our adventure. We woke up at the crack of dawn and hit the road.
The sun was shining and it was a beautiful morning. We stopped in Quartzite for coffee with our sites set on exploring the new Dorn Community in Wickenburg. I love the long stretches of desert highway along the 95. It’s dry. No one waters or cares for the land, yet in the distance one can see the blooming cactus, some bearing fruit, the little desert bushes and occasional wildlife. Man can come in and build and shape the land, but once he leaves, nature takes over. Nature finds a way, it always does; nature rules! The desert is sparse, but beautiful in it’s own right. On the 60 between Vicksburg and Wickenburg one can notice the changing terrain and smell the difference in the air. The soil smells richer, almost like compost; don’t know why, but I could smell the soil. Besides the RV parks dispersed here and there, there are a few random homes along the road. Who would choose to live in such a desolate place? and why? I ask myself.
It was at least 100 degrees as we approached Wickenburg. The Dorn model homes were cute, but far too close to each other. There wasn’t much by way of amenities in the town according to the locals.
We stopped in a Denny’s for breakfast and there we met some locals who shared their thoughts. “It is a great retirement town, but if one doesn’t golf or ride horses, there is not much to do.” The gentleman continued stating that they had to drive to the next town for any major shopping. There was one little grocery store, but no Costco, Target or Walmart. He and his wife were happy there because it was a little sleepy town and they had friends there. Turns our Wickenburg was not our cup of tea, plus it was tooo hot.
We arrived in Prescott early afternoon and explored some of the new Dorn home builds and walked through lots of model homes. The model homes are so beautifully decorated; they were quite impressive. Ideally we want to park Shorty on our property but learned that it is not allowed at many of the new builds. There was one home model that would build an RV garage, (Pronghorn Ranch)to the tune of about 60K, which was the only way to keep Shorty at home with us. The others offered off sit RV parking facilities. Well, It looks like we will have to find an established neighborhood with a long driveway or room for Shorty at the side of the house on our land.
The Dorn homes boast “The Organic Home.” They are well built and ventilated. We checked out the following Dorn home builds: Walden Farms, Shadow Ridge at Pronghorn, Talking Rock, and Vistas at the Dells in Prescott. Other Dorn homes we checked out were in Prescott Valley, and Cottonwood. They were all nice, BUT the Pronghorn Ranch is the only community that would build an RV garage.
We arrived at Mark and Roxanne’s home on Friday. They are friends that feel more like family. Roxanne had our room ready; even though we could park on their property and sleep in Shorty….we don’t, they have plenty of room. She and Mark had a tough week and Craig and I were tired. We went out for a bite and caught up. There is always so much to talk about. The next morning Roxanne had breakfast and coffee ready when we got up. During breakfast we discussed our plans of exploring the vicinity. But before we started exploring we hit the Farmer’s market. It was a nice size farmers market with the usual items; fruit, veggies, specialty items and foods to try along with a local beef supplier; Broken Horn D Ranch; http://www.BHDRanch.com. We purchased some ribeye steaks for dinner. While there it started to rain; and then pour. Before you knew it, people were clamoring for the vendor tents to avoid from getting soaked. The rain would stop and then start again, like in Hawaii. It was a hot and rainy, but good day with friendly people.
We did some exploring in the afternoon. Roxanne, being a proud resident for 30+years had much input on the areas we explored. She drove us around and acted as a tour guide offering history and information on the various neighborhoods, housing projects, builders, things to do, and places to shop. She was quite a little gold nugget for us! The information she shared was invaluable. We looked on Zillow and Realtor for homes meeting our specifications and drove around checking out various neighborhoods. It was a busy day. We grilled the steaks for dinner along with some veggies. After dinner we played cards – Phase 10 – and did a lot of laughing.
Sunday we did some more exploring and drove around more neighborhoods looking at homes. Another busy day. The Matthew’s neighbor, 91 year old Kitty is downsizing and selling her home. She was gracious enough to let us take a look at it. The land surrounding her home was great with some nice boulders and plenty of space between her and her neighbors and on a quiet street! The home was cute, but outdated and would require lots of upgrades but it had a really cool detached artist/craft building and a couple of little Zen and fairy gardens. There was plenty of room to park Shorty on the property. Later that evening we had the pleasure of having dinner with Mark and Roxanne’s three beautiful little grandchildren. We could easily see that these kiddos are the “apples of their eyes.”
CAMP VERDE, COTTONWOOD & DEWEY-HUMBOLDT
After breakfast, Monday morning we bid our farewells to the Matthews, with our sights set on Camp Verde, Cottonwood, Dewey-Humboldt, and Payson. First stop, Camp Verde. The mountain drive to Camp Verde was beautiful, and about 45 minutes from Prescott. As we approached the town, I could see the green valley below. I saw a winding river, lots of green pastures, cows, roads and hiking trails. What a picturesque little town, I thought to myself. It was so cute. We drove down the main street and found a little local coffee house called “Thanks Alatte,” they also sold sandwiches, smoothies and pastries. We each got a latte and chatted with a couple of locals who were sitting on a cozy brown couch talking. One of them was the town reporter for the local paper who was very proud to share some of the town history with us. The gentleman who he was speaking with could have easily been Kurt Russell’s TWIN. All he needed was a bigger, handlebar mustache and he could have doubled for him in the movie “Tombstone.” They told us of some expansion projects and how the town is looking for entrepreneurs to help grow the town. Turns out that both gentlemen were from California – 0ne from Riverside and the other from La Jolla. They moved there yearning for a smaller slow paced town. They found it! And are very happy there. The reporter shared that there are land lots for sale for prospective cattle and those wishing to do some farming. They encouraged us to take a ride to visit the towns of Strawberry and Payson, except that we were heading the other way to Cottonwood when we left them.
Sidebar: When we were chatting with these gentlemen, our friends the Carey’s came to mind. They are a very entrepreneurial young couple. He has a desire to raise cattle, chickens and grow their own food. They both bake AMAZING Keto/sugar free desserts and are super healthy. This lifestyle would suite them nicely. In my head I could see them living in this little idealic town with us driving over the mountain to visit and bring them supplies and what not from Prescott. LOL, I have a very vivid imagination!
After leaving Camp Verde we headed over to Cottonwood, just southwest of Sedona. We’d been to Cottonwood before with Mark and Roxanne so it was a little familiar. We drove around a bend and I saw the coolest store called the “Hippie Emporium” I had to go inside and look, so Craig pulled over. I jumped out and took a couple of pix and then went inside. It was like stepping back in time, into the 60’s with tye-dyed t-shirts, incense, lotions, dresses, headbands, hats, scarves, pipes and so much other paraphernalia. Almost anything one could think of from the 60’s hippie era was in this store. It was fascinating! The owner came out from a back room to greet me. As she pushed the tapestry aside I could see that she was a slender woman, with two long braids wearing a head band, tye-dyed dress and flip flops. Such a stereotypical hippie. She must have been in her 70’s. She was the coolest lady and gave me a quick tour and a little history about some of the items. She was especially proud of her hemp and cannabis products. She said that if I needed anything that her grandson, Clay could help me. He was blonde, tall and slender, maybe early 30’s, standing in the background listening to her and waved when she mentioned his name. I must have been in there about 20 minutes – Craig opted to stay in the RV. I thanked her for her time and waved to Clay and headed out of the store back to 2019.
It was early evening and we were hungry, so we opted to stop for dinner at the Colt Grill that boasts delicious BBQ. The staff was friendly and the food was good. We took a little walk through town before we left Cottonwood. I noticed that their City Hall was a little store front building, truly a small town. After our walk we headed to Dewey-Humboldt.
We hopped on the 69, 89, 71, 60 and finally the 10 taking us to the Arizona/California border. Each highway offered different scenery. While on the 89 we stopped at the Granite Mountain Hot Shots Memorial State Park, near Yarnell, where 19 members of an elite fire fighting team died on June 30, 2013, while fighting the Yarnell Hill Fire. The park opened on November 30, 2016, and had over 18,000 visitors in its first year. We stopped to pay homage and say a prayer for the families. There was a picture of the Hot Shots just prior to the fire – most of them were in their 20’s and 30’s.😭
The mountain roads provided beautiful views of the valley below and the desert skies provided beautiful blue skies and white fluffy clouds.
We crossed the border and decided to spend the night at Hidden Beaches RV Resort in Blythe, CA. The resort honored Good Sam; so for one night it was $38.61 for electric and water hook ups. Hidden Beaches RV resort is quite the little gem with RV sights right on the water. It was a very peaceful night’s sleep as the river rolled by. The next morning I took a walk to explore the facility. I spied the bathrooms, showers and a laundry room; all very clean. By the boat launch area there is a little park with cement tables and umbrellas. It seemed like a nice place to hang out on a hot afternoon while sipping a cool libation. There was even a little thatched umbrella with table in the water.
This place was a hidden gem.
We didn’t make it to Payson or Strawberry, AZ this trip; maybe next time. We have our sights on Prescott.
Well, Shorty got washed inside and out today and he is ready for his next adventure.
So, Craig and I have had several conversations on where we’d like to relocate.
We have been traveling with Shorty and have ruled out several states mainly because of the weather. We are both California natives and DO NOT like the snow…yea its ok to visit for a couple of days, but to live in? That is a FIRM “NO” from both of us. We are better with the heat – NOT humidity, but dry heat. Hence our search.
Craig is easy. As far as “location” goes, he doesn’t want extreme heat, extreme cold or snow and the ability to park our RV on our property. Also, we agree that we’d like to experience MILD four seasons. 😉 I agree with his list and would add the following: Nature and hiking trails nearby. LESS congestion, meaning vehicular traffic, less of a concrete jungle, a smaller home town feel, friendly community and some space between my home and my neighbors. Ideally, I would love a quarter to a half acre of land for gardening and some fruit trees. BUT, have the city amenities we are acustom to; Costco, Trader Joe’s, restaurants and a movie theater within a reasonable distance.
Well, we think we found a city we can agree on that holds many of our wants; Prescott, AZ. 🏜😁
So, We are taking Shorty on an expedition to visit Prescott, Prescott Valley and and some surrounding communities to explore various neighborhoods, homes,🏡 etc. Zillow has been a great resource, but now it’s time to actually get into these neighborhoods and do some exploring. I am so excited!😁👏
We plan to take a random week EACH MONTH to visit Arizona and explore neighborhoods AND experience the weather changes. Such an exciting time in our lives.👏👏😁
We are on the 91 East, leaving L.A. THIS PIC HERE IS THE MAIN REASON I WANT OUT OF CALIFORNIA. Traffic here is NO JOKE.😑