So… Tiny was vandalized this week. We park our motorhome on the street and this has always been a worry about doing so but the prices of storage are outrageous. So we opted to take our chances and it looks like our luck has been tested. Luckily it looks like kids spread mud or something all over the front but easily fixed with soap and water. Needless to say we will be moving it to another location tomorrow.
Our HOA does not allow oversized vehicles to be parked inside the community that’s why it’s on the street. Colleen and I have already talked about looking for another house but until that time we have to just be more diligent about checking on and moving our rig more often.
We left Circleville around 10:30 a.m. to continue our journey into Colorado. The drive to Clifton took us about 6 hours total, The drive through the mountains was beautiful.
Once we arrived at RV Ranch at Grand Junction we did a very minimal setup and after making sure all our fur babies had relieved themselves, we headed to the pool. The time we spent in the pool was so refreshing and was just what was needed after a longer travel day.
Returning from the pool we quickly realized that we were ready for dinner but didn’t want to cook so we decided to find a quick bite to eat and then grab some groceries. We start wandering around town looking for something local, or something that’s not a typical chain-restaurant that we normally see, when we settle on Taco John’s. This was by far the worst consentual decision of the trip so far. One taco in and my stomach and I were over it. Colleen made it through a few of the tater tots before also coming to the same conclusion. The saving grace of the evening was that the grocery store we went to had a sushi area so we got a plate of sushi to share as a replacement to our failed dinner.
We spent the first 2 days at Circleville RV Park and let me tell you from the moment we made the reservations the team at the park made us feel welcome and also was able to accommodate our late arrival with no problems at all.
It was probably about 10:30 pm when we arrived and we were still greeted by the owner of the park, Tanja, who guided us to our campsite (#7) and then brought over a welcome basket which included: a deck of cards, several maps of the surrounding area as well as nearby attractions of interest, the key to the restrooms, the wifi details, and a couple bottles of water. The morning of day 2 we were able to speak with the rest of the staff and check out the store before we took a bike ride around town.
During our ride around town we came across a memorial to all the Circleville men who had died serving our country in wars from Black Hawk to Vietnam. It was beautiful and touching to see not only the number of men from this small town who died in the wars but also the number of family members that fought and ultimately died together.
At the same park was a memorial to the Paiute Indians that were massacred during the black hawk war in 1866. On April 26,2016 the dedication ceremony for the Circleville Massacre memorial was held
After stopping at the memorials we decided to just ride though the residential side streets to get a feel of the community, land, and architecture. There were houses and buildings from what seemed like every decade since the re-establishment of Circleville in 1874. I do not know this for fact, I am just speculating. Anyway,I could stand outside of these old houses ad buildings and just imagine the life that those walls had witnessed over the decades; the stories of luck, tragedy, triumph and prosperity that must accompany a structure with roots that deep. I would have loved to have more time to explore the neighborhoods of that town but we only had the day and tomorrow we are off to another destination. While doing some research back at camp i found out that two of the houses that we came across unknowingly were the homes of Maximillian Parker ,Butch Cassidy’s father, and the estate of Martin and Charlotte Dalton. These two families had a long history around circleville and I had no idea until now.
Memorial Day weekend we packed up the RV and we started off to Williams, Arizona. This trip had been planned since the beginning of the year. Our friends Mimi and James are part of a group of campers that meetup in different destinations a few times a year, and they invited us to join the group.
The campsite is located about 20 miles outside of Williams, Arizona at the White Horse Lake Campground. The drive there wasn’t bad at all but the dirt road leading to the campground was BRUTAL. The last 16 miles to camp took just over an hour and a half! 5-8 mph was the absolute max speeds we could do because of the washboard roads. When I say that was absolutely the worst parts of the entire trip just know that I am in no way exaggerating.
Once we got to the camp it was so peaceful and beautiful. We were at site A24 the rest of the group was in the B-loop, which was closer to the water. The campground had a small food truck as a “snack shack” and they also had stand up paddle boards and kayaks rentals by the water. A few of the guys in our group had brought their kayaks with them so people were taking turns going around the lake with those.
This was the weekend when I learned what Balut is and that people actually wanted to eat it. This delicacy was saved until the end of the last night and then offered to anyone brave enough to partake. I was not one of the brave but I did manage to get a few pictures of the others enjoying theirs.
Our Tiny Adventure 