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Settling Into Utah

 

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For the past 10 days we’ve been based in southwest Utah, near the town of Hurricane.  In all honestly, not too much is happening that is not part of our normal routine, but we’ve managed to catch-up with a handful of fellow full-time travelers, some of whom have joined us here on the mesa.

We really like this part of the southwest.  The area has a good vibe and is quickly grabbing hold of Kelly and me.  And, coupled with a need to catch-up on some business travel from a conveniently located airport, I think we will stay here for another month, possibly longer.

In the process, we hope to visit Zion National Park at least once and I definitely plan to get in more time riding the world class mountain biking trails littering the area.

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The Alabama Hills

For many years, many people talked affectionately about the the Alabama Hills, a range of hills and rock formations near the eastern slope of the Sierra Nevada mountains that is managed by the U.S. Bureau of Land Management.

Last week we set-up shop and found a fantastic boondocking spot.  As is often the case, we didn’t get enough time to explore, but did get out when we could.

Visually, this area is amazing, huge boulders and and spires contrasting with the sharp ridges of the Sierra Nevada.  Nothing I can say will fully do justice – one simply needs to visit and take the beauty with their own eyes.DSCF4109DSCF4115DSCF4108DSCF4118DSCF4127

Getting Our Groove Back

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Ahh … back to the Sierra Nevada Mountains.  It’s been a long time coming.

Having returned her long term rental car after work, Kelly arrived to the trailer Friday night signifying that our visit to Half Moon Bay was over.  Seven weeks after we arrived, we were finally free to resume what has become to us a ‘normal’ way of life.  With urgency that cannot be explained, later that evening we finally got the hell out of the Bay Area, and in the process began what will be a realignment to our previously planned 2017 travel route.

We didn’t get too far that night – 90 minutes of driving was all.  But symbolically we made huge strides.  Once again we were mobile.  All that mattered as we pulled into a Camping World parking lot for the night was that we were moving towards greener pastures – no more RV park, no more daily commutes into the office, no anchor keeping us stationary.

Our destination was the town of Lone Pine, a sleepy little community nestled into the bosom of the southern Sierra Nevada mountains.  As we awoke Saturday morning 400 miles lie between where we were and where we wanted to be.  Covering that amount of distance in a single day has become nearly unfathomable for us, however in this case, the push seemed like a fair trade off considering the raw beauty that awaited us.

As you can see in the picture above, we’ve done just fine for ourselves.  Our BLM boondocking spot provides us with all we could ask for, especially when considering the cost is free. We’ll sit here for a week, then hopefully sync up with a few friends further east.  Until then, this is location will be a fantastic place to call home.

 

 

 

A Desert Holiday

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Again this year, Kelly and I spent the holidays in the desert, far away from the snow and ice plaguing much of the country.

With plans to rendezvous with fellow nomadic travelers, we pointed Moose and the Airstream west.  About 2.5 hours later we arrived to Quartzsite, AZ – a location many fulltime RV travelers will know (arguably) as the RV capital of the Southwest.  At least during winter months anyway.

A town of 3,600 residents that swells to nearly 100,000 (yes – 100,000) during winter, Quartzsite is an RV mecca of sorts. When visiting this time of year expect big rigs and big crowds.

Almost as if playing bumper cars with one another, most RVs situate close to town.  Not us.

With a goal to avoids the crowds, we set-up shop about 20 miles south of town on a sweet patch of BLM land adjacent to the Kofa National Wildlife Refuge.  For ten days, the grounds were nearly empty as we shared hundreds of acres with only one other couple.  Effectively the middle of nowhere, we felt right at home.

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Shortly after Christmas Day the New Year’s crew began arriving and we eventually peaked at ten total rigs.  Kelly and I already knew most of the group, but did make a few new acquaintances.

Our group could not have asked for better weather as bid adieu to 2016.  We enjoyed a fantastic group pot luck dinner, champagne, and loads of good laughter as the calendar rolled over into 2017.

It was perfect.

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