Thursday, January 29, 2015

Rock Springs... Where?


I hadn't heard of Rock Springs...  Its part of Black Canyon City....






This was the route... And as you can see, anyone going to Flagstaff on the I 17 has driven right by the Rock Springs Cafe...  Its on the West side of the interstate on the frontage road...  They make pie and the largest sticky buns and cinnamon rolls that I have seen for a long while...  Made my diabetes jump just to look at them in the display case....  I didn't take a picture but maybe Chet did...  Our photographer from the club was with us...  It generally takes a couple of days for him to get all the pictures up on the web so if he has some, I'll put them up later..

With both the Super Bowl and the golf tournament in Scottsdale, we had to get creative and take Arizona 51 up thru the center of Phoenix as the reports on the 101 were not good going North this morning..  We had met in the Denny's parking lot at 10 AM....  This is their primary meeting place in old downtown Mesa...  Its a long way from my house, but it was on the way so no problem...

I thought today might be a wash out as it was lightly misting when I left the house, but I rode right out of the rain as I headed West...  There wasn't any rain at Denny's so there were 14 bikes waiting to go out...

With many of the bikes having two people on board, we filled most of the private dining room...  Stories were told for about an hour and a half..  They had a meat loaf diner plate that was on the verge if being obscene...  I had a small hamburger...

The return route was a re run of the way we came back from Wickenburg a couple of weeks ago, but we managed to take a few different turns along the way which kept it fresh.....

Retired Rod

Monday, January 26, 2015

Quartzsite wrap up...

I'm back here in Mesa tonight, after spending the day getting ready and then traveling back here...  And then emptying the motorhome to get it parked over in the storage lot...  Its really in the way if I leave it here at the house..  My driveway is sloped and way too short for the rig to be parked in front of the house..

Things happened so fast while I was parked with the Class-less Escapee group, that I fell into bed at night without the energy to blog.....

So let me mention the events that happened day by day...

Wednesday  Mimosa breakfast for the ladies...  A big camp fire that night for folks to meet and greet... There were other activities, but I was busy dealing with the tow bar folks in town..  Also I was purchasing and fitting LED light bulbs so my batteries would be so flat..

Thursday  Quesadilla Party  This was quite the fun event, as there were gas grills set up with an assembly line of folks making the quesadillas...  You picked your ingredients and type of tortilla and they made your scrumptious treat right before your eyes....  While you were loading your plate with    side dishes, the grill was browning your tortilla... And at the end it appeared...  This was also Margarita night, as all the fixings for the drink were on hand.... I heard that they went thru 7 gallons of the mixer... and an undisclosed amount of Tequila...  Folks were complaining the next morning by the wake up fire...

Also that night they had a pinata.. It was in the shape of an Escapee house on wheels... It had to be custom made.. And it was full of candy...  They didn't blind fold the batters, but it still took quite a while to knock the bottom off of it and spill the candy... The first batter was an 87 year old fellow and he didn't hit it hard enough to break it open...  And then several of the gals had at it, but eventually is succumbed.

The Pinata hung there for several hours before the party began...

IYQ on the forum  (Les) Saying let me at that thing...

But he had to listen to some friendly coaching from Paul before he swung  He never did break it..
Friday was a  Junk Swap meet and Hot dog cook out on the fire..  This was a fun event, as we all went thru our rigs looking for stuff that we didn't want any more...  During the day, the treasures stealthily appeared on the big tables in the center of the camp...  Then at 3:30 sharp, they began the swap meet part of this event...  We drew numbers from a hat, and then had to go make a selection from the big table in the order of our numbers....  One of the things up for grabs was a coleman gas grill, so this wasn't just frivolous stuff...  At the end it was a free for all on the stuff left over... Things that weren't taken will go to the thrift store up town... I got a coffee thermos and a rack for lawn chairs on the back ladder...

There were two of these flying go carts that kept buzzing our camp...
I also became inspired to make a roaster pan full of baked beans for the Hot Dog feed...  I used canned beans but added some ground sausage to the mixture.. And a big bottle of bar be cue sauce.. That turned out to be popular, as they scraped the bottom of the roaster pan clean...  I didn't add my usual amount of hot sauce as I knew many of the folks were from Northern states where such things aren't the norm...

Saturday   Desert Bar at 10:30 AM  on Saturday morning.   We  all met for the trip to the Desert Bar North of Parker...  It only opens on weekends during the afternoon and it took almost an hour and a half to get out there...  Its about 5 miles out onto a very narrow, high clearance road East of the highway...  It wasn't just gravel, but rather very large rocks and steep curvy hills..  There were places where it was one way traffic...  That gave the Jeep an opportunity to shine as it fairly thrives for a chance at a trip like that...  One of the other Escapees jumped in with me, so we followed in a big group of trucks.  The one ton dually ram that I was following was jarred so hard that the gals inside weren't too sure they wanted to ride back out...

From the parking lot the bar was down in a draw..

The front door, but there are no walls... All electricity was provided by solar... Lots of solar...!

But we had to leave after only one hamburger and a beer...  The Blogger fest was beckoning..   Straining the speed laws, I made it back only 15 minutes late for the get together..  I was amazed at the number of folks that arrived.. Sandie and Jeri had decided to set it up right out by the road, where everyone could see that they were at the right place...  That worked well.

Waiting for the official part to start...


I think more folks knew me than I knew them...  That made me feel somewhat like I didn't belong to the group, but I spent the time trying to connect all the folks I was meeting to their blogs... Al and Kelly arrived, and I was happy about that, as they knew more of the people than I did...  But then that's why we were doing this...  To get to know more folks... I've added a ton of blogs to my reading list since Saturday, so I will know more folks for next year....!  Of course all I had to say was the Roomba Blog, and everyone had seen that blog....

From my vantage point once the activity began..


Sunday was the Italian supper night, but I didn't hang around for that gathering....  I'm sure that it would have been scrumptious, but I was worn out by then....  I've spent the evening here running the washer, trying to get the desert dust out of my clothes....  And Biscuit is on the list to get bathed as well, because until she is cleaner it won't do any good to clean everything else...


Friday, January 23, 2015

Blue Ox service tent...

Its been busy here in Quartzsite....  I decided to have my tow bar rebuilt and re lubricated... It didn't need rebuilt, but it was super dry in the big ball joint...  The Blue Ox folks have a big display in the big tent..  And it was at the sales display that I learned to take my bar out to the repair tent in the back of the lot...

The tent was hidden on the very back corner of the lot and then was the last tent behind several other tents installing various products...  But I had seen it in previous years and knew where to go...  So on Wednesday I removed the tow bar from the back of my rig and loaded it into the back of the Jeep...

Of course the traffic was awful going South on 95 past the big tent..  But I stayed into the center lane going over the interstate... It moves faster.. Most of the outside lane turns right going to the back side of the tent and out into the wash for parking...  But, if you don't want to park, you can turn into the lot on the South side of the tent...  And that takes you right back to the Blue Ox repair tent...

It was only 10 AM and they had 30 bars ahead of me already...  I don't know how many had come in that morning but the man asked if I  could come back to pick it up tomorrow... I readily agreed...  So for $30 they took it all apart and put a new washer kit inside and lubed the arms...  I thought this was a deal as the whole thing is now tight like it was when it was new..  And the arms are smooth with new lubricant..

So the following morning, I was back up to the show returning to the back part of the parking lot and Blue Ox's repair tent...  It was really a zoo that day getting back to the pickup area, but I stayed patient..  And there was a line of 10 people at the desk.. Some  bringing in bars and others picking them up...  I managed to slip into a double parked line for a few minutes and get the bar before I was railroaded on down the lane...

If you had to carry a tow bar from out in the wash, it would mean for me anyway, that the work just wouldn't get done...  I am pleased with the outcome...  And also I managed to have the tech show me how to adjust the Patriot brake box and get it set up in the Jeep...  I had never been successful in making the brake functional in the Jeep...  He changed a setting by going into the settings screen electronically...  I didn't even know that the setup screen existed....  But it seemed to work when he set it up...

Then he had me set it up from scratch, and of course it errored out in my hands...  So he adjusted some more until I was able to run it....   That was worth the entire trip down here......!

We have had some fun suppers the last two nights, so I will blog about that in the next entry...

Retired Rod

Thursday, January 22, 2015

It depends on your perspective..

Its about 7:30 and the thermometer says its 46 degrees outside...  The sun is just coming up... The camp is dead still....  Biscuit is still nestled into the blankets on my big bed...

I jump into my jeans and stoke the fire.............   Uh, well that means turning up the thermostat on its top... LOL

You can see the orange glow of the catalytic element as the propane heats the center block of the heater...

I stand over this glowing bit of warm, holding my hands out absorbing the warmth...

The roof vent is cracked a bit to let the exhaust out of the coach even though it isn't supposed to put out bad fumes or CO....  Better safe than sorry....  

I don't worry about cracking a window, as this rig has holes to the outside everywhere....

So as I am contemplating making breakfast, I look out the windshield and find some folks are already outside by the big fire pit...  This morning is Mimosa breakfast, so a few of the ladies are already outside preparing things....




The fellow in the middle is Tom....    He is full of stories and general devilment.  As you can see, Tom doesn't have on a tan shirt....  In fact, Tom doesn't have on a shirt at all....  And I am sitting here huddled over my heater?  Obviously I am a pansy.....!  Still its about 48 out there... as the long rays of the sun shine in from behind the motorhomes...

Tom is a rock collector and went into town yesterday to go to a rock gathering...  He was telling me about an agate he had purchased....  And I readily admitted that I knew nothing about rocks...  Saying that I didn't even know what kind of rock we were standing on...

So with a straight face, he said those would be leaverites....  Leaverites, never heard of that..... Well that's because you want to Leave her right there on the ground, he exclaimed...! Uhhhh, I walked right into that one......

Well anyway, I did walk out to see what the Mimosa crowd were doing, but was warned that it was a Ladies only party...  So not wanting to break into a gaggle, I spoke my pleasantries and retreated to the man cave....  LOL

The generators were started, and things are coming alive here, so I had better get myself straightened  away, so for now from Quartzsite.....

Retired Rod