Welcome to 2020!
I ended the year 2019 and started the new year at the B10 RV Park in Quartzsite. My friend John came to the B10 so we could hang out a few days before I headed on to Yuma. He’d planned on coming to QZ anyway. Nice to have someone to talk to.
When I left QZ, I had been monitoring the weather and it still wasn’t that great in the lower SW but I did want to stop in at Yuma for some shopping and whatever so that’s where I headed. Again, as I approached the town I stopped at what turned out to be more BLM land right next to a VFW. I’d driven past it several times over the years and always wanted to stop in and check out the campgrounds but I never had. What I couldn’t tell from the road is that it is a dry camp. I didn’t know that. It was getting hot enough in the day, and there’s no wifi, so after I drove around the place, I decided against staying because I didn’t want to be running my genset for hours per day. John had done the same thing, driven through the place, but he didn’t remember if it was a dry camp or not so I took the time to find out for myself, and pass it on to you readers just in case you might want to stay there. Looks popular based on the number of RVs there so I imagine the VFW has pretty good food and a nice bar, as otherwise there’s not much reason to stay there, except to save money. It’s a few miles north of Yuma on the 95. If you’re into dry camping, it’s right behind the VFW but you pass the entrance to the property quickly so be on the lookout. You do see a bunch of RVs first as you round the sweeping corner on the road coming down from QZ. I did drive the RV and toad around the area carefully just to explore and it was a bit crowded but there were still many places to park as there are no assigned places on the packed dirt. Rather informal. Eventually, decided against staying and headed into Yuma.
What I ended up doing when I reached Yuma was head for the hills. The Fortuna Hills to the east of Yuma. Still part of Yuma really. Like a suburb. Came here because John was talking it up and I’d already stayed in 3 other RV parks IN Yuma so this was a new adventure. Eventually settled on and in the Gila Mountain RV park. And like all RV parks in Yuma, this one’s wifi also sucked. When I stopped in I was specific about having halfway decent wifi, that was my only requirement…have banking to do and preparations to go into Mexico so need it. Well, one thing lead to another, I was there being golf carted around looking at RV sites, that took too long trying to find a decent space with wifi for my RV, it started getting late, and they gave me a free place to stay for the night with all services EXCEPT wifi. Well, I like free stuff so I stayed.
I unhooked the car and the next morning zipped around the area checking other nearby RV parks and testing their wifi with an app on my phone. If I found half way decent signal strength, I’d stop at the office and sometimes ask for the password to test speed while checking on rates. I stopped at at least 5 other nearby parks and they were all something else. Didn’t want to stay at any of them. So I came back to the Gila park. And pondered. I walked here and there around the park and found that if I could see the main office building, I could pick up a decent signal. So I then biked around the park until I found a spot where I was pretty sure I’d fit and still have the possibility of having decent wifi. It had a clear view of the office building which had the wifi modem inside…they apparently have no outside antennas…so with my high gain gear, I felt I would have a good chance at a good signal. Asked the staff and sure enough the space I’d found was open, so I drove over. Took a good 45 minutes with expert help provided by the office to get the RV backed up into the space. This after two cars in the street were moved. Really tight squeeze. Park looks like it was designed for Class C or small trailers. But actually it seemed, once parked, to be a bigger site then the 5 others they had offered me. And none of those would have gotten wifi very well if at all. After I was all snuggled in, had paid for a week, dropped my jacks and extended my slides, I find the wifi still sucks, but not as bad as those other spots. (I have signal strength apps on my phone and I drove around with the host in a golf cart checking the open sites). But happened later to go out to connect the water and there’s a neighbor right there. So I ask him about wifi and he’s paying $30/month for a cable modem that has wifi. Ask him if I can piggyback for $5 and he says sure! So then I had blazing fast wifi! Yea! Since I only stayed a week he just let me have the connection for free.

















At the end of the road is the parks dump station. This RV park doesn’t have sewer at each site, just this dump station. It is convenient, has water too, but usually I wouldn’t even use it, instead I’d drive to downtown Wendell the long way in order to warm up the engine and tranni. 
While I was here in town I went to a local tire store and bought 4 new tires for my car. When they finished I noticed there were 3 large weights on two of the wheels, that ain’t right, so I took it back the next day, the owner understood my concerns and watched the tech as he re-did the spin balancing on all four of them. Turned out he’d used the wrong wheel cone on the machine so they were all wonky. Dummy. That’s the 2nd time a tire shop has done that to my wheels. After that was fixed, I was ready to head south…but first…

And here’s the duck pond. Used to come here with the baby daughter shortly after we moved back or when we visited the parents. Generally there’s lots of wild ducks here that people use to feed bread too. But now we know that bread isn’t very good for them so people have sort of stopped doing that. Bringing bird feed instead. You can see a cluster of the tame ducks in the picture. They stay the winter because they get fed enough here they don’t feel any need to fly south any more.


And here’s the bandstand. Every spring summer and fall there are concerts here under the trees with thousands milling around and sitting on the ground enjoying the music.
My son James.

