Saturday, March 2, 2019

And Around We Go Again


       We’ve been traveling for exactly 6 months – and sometimes it seems like we have been going in circles. Oh, wait…we HAVE been going in circles ever since we left California 5 months ago: circling the southwest, first in summer, then fall, and, lately, winter. We have enjoyed every season, even if the scenery itself isn’t changing, only the weather. We are back in Arizona now, for a few weeks, before the real adventure begins anew.

Sunset at my brother's house in Avondale, AZ

      As our last post indicated, after leaving our RV in Phoenix, we headed up to the mountains of Colorado and Utah. Our week in Breckenridge at our timeshare was wonderful – some quality time skiing and relaxing with friends, great skiing conditions (interspersed with cold winter storms), and, of course, my annual birthday massage at the spa. When the temperatures dropped into single digits and the wind howled, I did question WHY we do this to ourselves, but then the sun came out and the snow was perfect and the crowds had not yet descended, and I remembered why we love to come here in the winter: it’s the quiet peace and serene beauty. There are times when I accept that I don’t have to hurl myself down the mountain like all the youngsters around me; I can just enjoy the moment.



The storms and the snow kept coming as we headed to Utah, but we managed to reach Park City before the worst hit Sunday evening. Then, on cue, the sun came out and we had two great days on the slopes before the next storm enveloped us and the mountain.  The pattern continued and Friday was beautiful, so Lew got to ski with grandson, Phin, for the day, while I enjoyed the easier blue runs at Canyons Resort, Park City. We left the mountains to spend a few days in Salt Lake City over President’s Day weekend, celebrated Erin’s 39th birthday (when did our “baby” get so old?), and, at Erin’s request, skied an extra day at Snow Basin on Monday, an unexpected treat and an incredible day of skiing under gorgeous blue skies. 

Snow Basin Ski Resort

Phin and Faraday, a moment of relaxation

AirB&B in Park City. Shoveling roof.

 We left Salt Lake in the rain on February 19, with plans to spend a few nights at Hoover Dam, naively expecting to be able to hike and enjoy warmer weather. Our plans were interrupted by yet another storm, bringing snow to the Las Vegas area Wednesday night into Thursday. We hightailed it south to Ft. Mohave, AZ, where we celebrated a friend’s 70th birthday and enjoyed an evening of cards and laughter. We were greeted Thursday morning with more rain, but avoided the feet of snow in Kingman and Flagstaff, by heading south to Blythe, where we caught the I-10 into Phoenix. Phoenix, meanwhile, was getting over 2 inches of rain in 24 hours; we hunkered down in near freezing temperatures for two nights (without hookups) at my brother’s.


Looking out over Lake Mead

But things are definitely looking up. We settled into Leaf Verde RV Resort in Buckeye, AZ (30 mi west of Phoenix) to re-provision, reconnect, and review our plans for the next few months. During this week we  attended a Dodger preseason game and hiked to a nearby waterfall with my brother and some of his friends. We reconnected with a friend I hadn't seen in 35 years who just happened to be traveling through Phoenix.

Sarah Petty and me


We also reconnected with friends we met at Canyon de Chelly in October, with plans to attend the Indian Market at the Heard Museum (one of the artists on display is our leader from the Road Scholar program) and with two old high school friends of mine, which was great fun for me. Poor Lew – what a good sport he has been when I get on one of these nostalgia kicks! 


Bob and Donna Sioles, me and Bob Stamm. Class of '65

We are also reconnecting with Erin’s father-in-law and his wife, an artist, who happens to be part of the “Celebration of Fine Arts” in Scottsdale, showing off her talent and technique.

All these encounters have left us only a little time to hike and explore the environs. We took the 1.5-mile hike to the waterfall at White Tanks Regional Park with Don on Monday and another, longer hike along the Rainbow Trail at another local regional park, where the wildflowers were out in profusion. The weather has turned beautiful and we have loved having the chance to get out and move. Speaking of moving, I’ve also played a few hours of pickleball with others here at the RV Park. My game is coming along!

White Tanks Regional Park

Brother Don at waterfall - with actual water flowing!




Wildflowers in the desert on 4 mile hike

All in all, it’s been an outstanding month. We have learned one important lesson, however – you need to get reservations way ahead of time if you want to stay in Arizona in February or March. This has been, and continues to be, a challenge. We leave Monday for Tucson, with no place to stay except on our friend’s street. We hope to find a spot at the Air Force Base FamCamp, but it’s first come, first serve, so we will see. In ten days or so we will begin heading east to new “unexplored” territory in New Mexico and Texas. The real adventure is about to begin. No more circling.

Sunday, February 3, 2019

In Motion Again after Indio

Our RV Park in Indio, CA




                The motorhome was not in motion for a month – a lame excuse, but an excuse nonetheless, for my lack of blogging. The truth is – we were busy: busy relaxing for the month of January in Indio, CA (i.e. Palm Springs) at a great RV park that kept us constantly on the move. I played a lot of pickleball (for the uninitiated, it's kind of a cross between tennis and ping pong, played on a court 1/3 the size of a tennis court with a wiffle ball). It’s not hard to pick up if you are a tennis player, but it takes a long time to become truly competent. I was making progress until I slightly pulled a muscle in my calf and was sidelined the last week we were there. Oh, well. Best of all, it was a great way to meet the snowbirds (most of them from Canada) who swoop down on the desert year after year like homing pigeons.

Lew's hiking, view over Coachella Valley

                Meanwhile, Lew took some lessons, but mostly stuck to hiking, at least twice a week. Together we visited two local desert preserves to hike some intriguing trails. One, the Coachella Valley/1000 Palm Oasis Preserve took us through two oases, along the San Andreas Fault line, and through a hillside of wildflowers, a gift from the rain gods who visited the area the week before! The other, a loop trail at Whitewater Canyon Preserve, gave us the opportunity to hike a portion of the Pacific Crest Trail as it wound its way up the side of a mountain. Difficult, but not overly so, we had  beautiful expansive views of the valley below and the snow-covered mountains in the distance. Both hikes were wonderful, making us all the more determined to try different desert trails next year when we return.



One of two oases at 1000 Palms Preserve


Wildflowers in the desert with snow-capped Mt. Gorgonio

Along the Pacific Crest Trail at Whitewater Canyon Preserve



  
Scenery at the Preserve. Mt San Jacinto in background.
              
 And return, we shall, mid-February to mid-March, 2020, to rekindle some friendships made this year, to attend some early rounds of the Indian Wells Tennis Tournament, and to see some sights we missed this year (for example, Joshua Tree National Park, which was closed due to the government shutdown). We heard too late about some great restaurants we’d like to try, and, of course, what’s a visit to this part of the world without a chance to see the ponies at the polo matches!? That is just sooo, us!

                Other activities, besides pickleball and hiking, included visiting a date farm (and sampling lots of yummy dates – Lew had a date shake), attending a few services at the local UU church, playing tennis with someone who moved to Palm Desert from Anacortes, touring Old Town La Quinta, dinner at the Polo Club, visiting friends who winter there, and a quick trip to San Diego to see friends and meet with our financial advisor. At the park, we never wanted for something to do: a New Year’s Eve dinner and dance, a sock hop and potluck, Friday afternoon happy hour, bridge, twice weekly (I got it started and ended up doing some coaching for newish players), hot tub in the evening, bike rides, and, lots of time to read and relax.

                The time passed quickly – but all good things must come to an end (and, besides, we were both getting antsy to get on with the rest of our adventure). The motorhome was in motion again on January 29th, as far as Phoenix, where it now sits, awaiting our return. We are still in motion, in the car, on our way to Breckenridge for a week of skiing, with a brief stop in Colorado Springs to visit friends and hike on a gorgeous Saturday afternoon in the Garden of the Gods. 

Garden of the Gods, Colorado Springs


               As ready as we are to move on, I look back on our last five months and think about what we’ve learned. Clearly, we need these long respites to relax, regroup, and refresh ourselves. We know that we have to build them into travels, as surely as we need to plan our various excursions. We’ve also learned that being spontaneous isn’t always easy and we will have to learn to balance our desire for spontaneity with our need to reserve RV space during popular times in popular locales. But we’ve also learned to be flexible, what with government shutdowns and such. We WILL enjoy what we do get to see and do!!! 

                I’ve learned that I need to meet people on our travels – not an easy task, since we often stay only briefly in one place. I will need to channel my inner mother/father and start conversations with our camp neighbors more often. And, I need to stay in touch with “old” friends a whole lot more – traveling can be lonely, especially when your traveling companion isn’t the most gregarious individual in the world!  I recognize that the telephone works most of the time…I will endeavor to use it more! And I’ll learn how to download audiobooks from the library to my phone!

                Another thing we’ve learned we need to balance is our love of nature with our plans to see museums and other sights located in urban areas. Lew’s photography is his way of recording the amazing natural world in which we live and will give us fond memories of that part of our trip. I will try my best to convince him to occasionally take pictures of people and other experiences!

                The most important thing we’ve learned is how very fortunate we are – to have our health, to be able to travel, to have amazing natural and man-made wonders at our fingertips in our own country, to be financially able to indulge in what is really a luxury few people are afforded. For all of these reasons, we are grateful. And we are grateful to be in MOTION AGAIN.