Back Home in Casa Grande RV Park

After a very enjoyable month in the Coachella Valley at Desert Hot Springs, we have arrived back at our home site here in Casa Grande.  It was awesome visiting with brother Joe and sister-in-law Sandy as well as other friends in the Valley (Don and Barb, Pete and Mary).  But, as usual, it's always nice to be back home.

Here we are departing Caliente Springs Spa, heading east for Arizona.  That is a beautiful place and a really nice resort, although some amenities were not available due to a fire the day before we got there..

Here's where the fire burned through the clubhouse roof.

We decided to not do the 300+ mile trip all in one day, so we stayed overnight at a little park out in the desert 7 miles from Quartzite.  Quartzite is where about 100,000 folks come for a couple of months each winter to dry camp on the BLM land outside of town.  They were pretty much all gone when we got there the last day of March.  

Here is our home for the night.

A nice, desert site.  View out our dining room window.

From here, we traveled through Phoenix to Apache Junction to visit cousins of Yvonne.  Five miles before we got to our destination park, this is what happened to a tire on our trailer.

Since we have dual axles, we were able to limp to the park and get it fixed.  

We met Yvonne's cousins at the Mining Camp Cafe at the base of the Superstition Mountains outside of Apache Junction.  I love this view going that direction.

We decided we want this house.  Pretty nice neighborhood, heh?

From Apache Junction, only a little more than an hour to our home in Casa Grande.

They had the end-of-season party last week, which we missed.  But, as you can see, most everyone headed north to their homes.  Hundreds of rigs bailed out in the last week, leaving us a quiet, peaceful, mostly empty park.   We can handle that.

Palm Springs Tram

We drove (actually, Joe drove) up to the station where you board the tram to go to the top of the mountain.  First of all, let me say that, no, we did not ride up on the tram.  That was not our plan this trip (or any other, as far as Yvonne is concerned).

I just wanted to see the tram go up, and decide if, in the future, I might do it.  I told Sandy I would ride it up next Spring, when they come back to this beautiful valley.  They already have reservations for next March.

Here are Joe and Yvonne in the parking lot below the tram station.  From here, we took the bus up the hill a little ways to the ticket center.

Here is the path the tram takes; there is actually one in the second picture.

Here's a couple of rubes amazed by the tram.

I don't know what is so funny.

Here's the tram coming back full of folks.

Why is Yvonne smiling?  Well, because she found a gift shop; not that she bought anything, but shopping is always fun.

Here we are not riding the tram up the mountain.