What a shock when we arrived here at the RV park, opened the door, and stepped into an oven. We are in the Mojave Desert, at 100 degrees. A "dry" heat. You could tell that we were coming into a desert as we approached California. Brutally parched landscape with only dried out sage brush. We dropped from about 5,700 feet of altitude to 495 feet as we traveled today.
After entering California, we were soon directed into a produce inspection station. We wondered whether they would take some of our fruit, but a man looked at us a while through the driver window and wished us a good day. That was it.
We drove into the town of Needles to look around. Many signs touting their location on Route 66, but all rather dated. Hotels that look like something off US 301 in Georgia during the 1960s. Very run down and old. This RV park is old, as are the others along this strip of road. Mostly 30 amp hookups, and the parking sites are short. Our 35 foot motorhome fit, but there is no space left for the Jeep. All of the nice landscaping is in the back where the old 30 amp sites are located. We drove to other RV parks in the area and the situation is the same. Some are better maintained, but still with the same old limitations due to being based on designs used when RVs were small and needed less power.
We had planned loosely to visit Joshua Tree National Park, but it turns out to be much farther from here than we thought. It would involve five hours of driving there and back. That could leave three hours to visit out of an eight hour day, but the proportion of time behind the wheel to have three hours to visit somewhere that has fewer Joshua trees than we have here in the Mohave Desert, does not seem reasonable. So, we shall look around here for something to see tomorrow. The day after that we continue our journey through California, headed for Bakersfield, CA.
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| View Between Us (left) and Our Neighbor (right) |
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| Snug Little Site in the Desert |
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