New Neighborhood
We've stopped in Flagstaff, AZ for 10 days at a small campground that is pretty funky, lots of personality. There are only 60 spaces, but they are so narrow that most of the guests have two spots assigned. There are lots of obstacles to manuever around, like electrical connection poles and water pipes and trees. We had to jockey the motorhome around to fit our slideouts between all these things. And that leaves no space for putting out our awning. However, it's so windy that I wouldn't want the awning out anyway. My mom said she heard the wind never stops blowing in Flagstaff...and she's right! 20-30 mph every day. But it's cool, sunny, and Rocky Mountain beautiful.
We walk the doggies and meet lots of interesting travellers. Next to us we've had an explosives expert who travels and investigates stuff (he says they've never found that missing tanker from the east coast). Next in that spot was a couple from Death Valley CA. The wife had taken a job with the Marine Corps at Quantico so they are driving, in a week!!, across country to relocate her. She'll live in their 5th wheel and find a house in Virginia, he'll go back to CA to sell their house and relocate his mother to a rest home. WOW! Some years are tough!
The people across the street have a new motorhome because a tree fell on their old one. They made out good with insurance and are now on their way to our home base Hart Ranch in SD where they'll spend 3 months volunteering. Hmmm...And next to us is a couple who come and go working, living in an old motorhome, driving a jeep and a truck, listening to country music and talking loud on the cell phone. Never met them!!!...life in the neighborhood.