Our first excursion was to The Desert Bar located in the middle of nowhere not far from Parker, AZ. It's about a 45 minute drive of which the last 20 minutes are on a dirt road leading to an old mining site deep in the desert. Thus, the Desert Bar is aptly named. It's a unique place. It is not connected to the grid in any manner. It gets the majority of it's electricity needs via solar panels. It does have backup generators for those few occasions where there is cloud cover. It is only open on weekends and people flock there to enjoy live music, several eateries and lots of beer. It is not uncommon for 500-1000 people to show up on any given day. In addition to the road we came in on, there is another unimproved trail that ATVs and other rugged 4 wheel drive vehicles travel to get there. Another feature that has to be seen are the rest rooms. They are built into the side of the hill and have a view.
Another excursion we took was to visit the Intaglios in Blyth, CA. What's an Intaglio, you ask? Think of large petrogliph only instead of being carved on a rock, it is formed on the ground. While they are now protected, it wasn't always so and they have suffered much damage over the years.
When we arrive in our adopted campsite in Quartzsite, we circle our Alfas around the fire and others string out to the sides. This year we had about 20 rigs altogether.
Every night we had a happy hour and a campfire.
Of course, how could you be in the desert without having fantastic sunsets.
The sunset even reflected off of my dirty windows.
I won't bore you with pictures of all the dealers inside the big tent selling all kinds of stuff for RV'rs, but I couldn't help but to share this picture of me with the Michelin Man.
On our last night, we all don our red shirts for pictures and the infamous "Sheriff's" dinner.
One of our folks had a drone and took a picture from the sky as we were gathering. Turned out to look like a bouquet of roses.
During the "Sheriff's" dinner, we learn who the sheriff was and all of our infractions. The sheriff has kept close tabs on who fails to put on their name tag and a number of other things only he or she cares about. After we eat, the sheriff gets up and starts identifying and assessing fines accordingly. Every infraction costs a quarter. Of course, I knew I would have many fines assessed to me so as soon as the sheriff stood up, I offered him a $20 bribe to cover all of my infractions. All the funds are donated to a charity designated by the rally master and this year we ended up collecting just under $200 which went to the local food bank. It was a fun night for a worthy cause.
More sunsets in the desert.
My next stop is Catalina Spa & RV Resort in Hot Springs, CA to visit with Sam & Linda Gradwell.
