Queen Mine RV Park, Bisbee, Arizona
The glory of young men is their strength, gray hair the splendor of the old. ~ Proverbs 20:29
It’s a short drive today – only 80 miles and taking just 1 hour and 45 minutes. Because it was a short drive, we didn’t plan on leaving until around 11am, but for sure, we wanted to be out well before the noon check-in time; because we saw what happened yesterday.
You know those games where you have to slide the little squares around until you form the proper image? It’s like that at noon in this place. All these people appear at once and have to maneuver around each other to get into their assigned spots.
Plus, you have the added bonus of people trying to get out. And remember how skinny the drive is? And the sharp turns? It has the potential for disaster. A potential disaster we wanted no part of!
So we got ready. We got set . . . .
You know there’s a story here, don’t you? Are you waiting with baited breath?
Sorry, it wasn’t quite that dramatic.
First we had to move the Jeep out of the way.
Next, Blaine pulled the coach out and drove in a clock-wise circle all around the inside perimeter of the campground in order to face the exit, with me following him in the Jeep. It looked just as silly as it sounds, but it was necessary.
Then we hooked up the Jeep and we were ready to hit the road.
Except, Blaine took a quick look down into the parking lot we have to drive through and discovered someone parked close to the road to the campground in a Class-C motor home with a trailer (car on top) hooked behind it. And it’s completely blocking our exit.
Blaine had to walk down and talk to them about moving.
“But we want to take the tour!” And later in the conversation, “They told us we couldn’t park here because we were too big.” Okay, then why didn’t you move? Or why didn’t they make you move? Or why didn’t they tell you where to park?
So Blaine found himself giving them explicit directions as to how to turn around (up inside the campground, making the loop just like we did), and where they could park outside the parking lot.
Meanwhile, as they were turning around, another motorhome arrived behind them and had to sit on the line where the driveway meets the campground, because we were effectively blocking their entrance to their site.
It all worked out. The parking lot people got turned around and followed us out, while the stopped people waited patiently for us to move.
And then, and only then, could we leave the town of Bisbee, Arizona behind.
Not too far behind schedule.
The short drive was very scenic, but we were buffeted by winds as we skirted the Mexican border.
Patagonia Lake State Park, Patagonia, Arizona
We arrived, having had no real issues other than the wind. But our site isn’t level, so we had some extra work to make it happen. Still, we have a gorgeous site, right on the lake, with a nice picnic and fire pit area!
And we were early enough to be able to take a walk around the Park. Not a lot to do within the Park itself, but there are some things close by, including a town called Nogales that shares its population with Mexico. The border line goes right down the middle of one of their main streets! Wonder how that works? Should be an interesting visit!
Only time will tell what adventures await us in this place!