This finds us back on home soil, having adventured our way from the Mexican border to B.C. during 5 days of trekking in RV style.

Let’s catch you up on the last of our Yuma days for this winter season.

Spook Mountain

Spook Mountain

We finally made it to Spook Mountain, a place that has been on our adventure list the whole winter. Doesn’t look like much does it?  However, wait until dark…a true Halloween creepy sight!

We set out to reach Spook Mtn. well before dark taking with us a supper picnic, lawn chairs and great expectations. As darkness falls, here we all sit in our chairs staring at this mountain…and waiting….and waiting.

Now I think my eyes are beginning to play tricks on me because I’m sure I see the centre segment of said mountain getting brighter. Yup, it definitely is getting brighter…and brighter..the glow is creeping to the right and left getting larger…there is a sudden flash.  And it’s all gone!

In one form or another this ‘glowing’ repeats itself every 20, 30 or 45 minutes.  There is no schedule, no two the same.

And there are no answers as to what this phenomenon is. Stories go back to stagecoach days prior to electricity. Everything from certain gases and minerals to ghosts circulate as to what causes this entertainment.

My answer?  Inside the mountain is a space ship landing dock and here the aliens make welding repairs!

No doubt we will return next season for another show.

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Our Yuma RV park is situated not far from the Yuma airport and a Marine Base with the result that we are treated to the sounds of every kind of flying machine in use. One gets used to it, except for the day I heard a droning that was like nothing I had heard before.

I stuck my head out the window, went outside, looked and looked but saw nothing and the noise disappeared. Later in the day we were walking down the street to enjoy a happy hour with Elaine and Bob only to find traffic cones cordoning off one of the citrus trees.  Upon further investigation (you know traffic cones aren’t enough to stop me from seeking ‘why’ !) we find a swarm of bees has set up home in the tree.

Bee Swarm

Bee Swarm

Millions of the them! Bob, a veritable font on information, was able to explain to us why this happens.  All I remember is that it has something to do with her Royal Highness the Queen Bee and perhaps some younger whippersnapper female coming up the ranks of royalty is trying to usurp her throne. And when Queenie moves, everyone else moves with her.

I was more interested in taking pictures, so here is one of the swarm in the orange tree. A couple of days later they had moved on. Whether Old Queenie abdicated or young usurper was sent packing, we will never know.

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Sunset on California Hiway

Sunset on California Hiway

Okay.  On the road home.  We HAVE to get that  #^%*!* GPS working properly! Got lost the first day.  Not even out of Arizona yet.  Went up the California side of the Colorado River to a dead end and had to double back. First clue? The road became so narrow we almost fell off. Even with maps and good directions from friend Dean we managed to ‘go exploring’. Two hours gone, but the river scenery and the sunshine provided gorgeous travelling companions.

It was that last day when the trip ‘spoiler’ came to visit. No electric 12 volt power to the ‘house’ part of the coach.  No lights, no water as the pump is electic, no toilet flush as the flusher is electric, no gas stove as the igniter is electric, no heat as the furnace thermostat is (all together now…) ELECTRIC!

But we aren’t too worried, after all we had mortagaged our children to purchase an extended warranty package. After settling into an RV park in North Vancouver, we made the call. Result? An after-hours tech on a Friday night was more scarce than electricity in our coach. We would have to wait until Monday morning.

Here’s the rub: Two days before leaving Yuma I had received a fortune cookie with the words: “In the near future, you will discover how fortunate you are”. OK! I know I’m spoiled! I have all the nice amenties of life and I’ve darned well earned them! So there.

Once  hooked up we did have hot water, no need for the pump.  Showering by the light of my cosmetic mirror was not a use mentioned in the mirror brochure. Probably because the slight glow was only enough to help me find a towel by feel. Don’t ask me why it worked when the ceiling lights wouldn’t. Microwave worked on half power so I was able to heat up my ‘bean bag’ to warm up spot areas of my freezing body while we watched one TV channel so grainy I thought it was a wheat field.

DB was sick with a cold, the park did have restrooms (remember, our toilet won’t flush, and tiptoeing through the rain soaked grass and mud in my nightie with an umbrella in the midnight hours is an experience NOT on my bucket list) ,we were cold, it was dark. Bah, humbug! After a night of being buried under every blanket we owned, we awoke to temperatures of 3C (35F). When the bedroom door opened, the cats dove into the bed and under the covers giving up on breakfast for warmth, usually their only focus when we get up.

Foot warmer

Foot warmer

My task that day was to take the city bus into downtown Vancouver and find the Indian Consulat to get my visa for my trip to Nepal, via India. I won’t even begin to mention what a hullaballoo that was! Before setting out, my feet were already blocks of ice. Clever DB filled the kitchen sink with hot water within I warmed my feet before slipping them into ice cold shoes and venturing out to the bus stop. Ahh, but that old ‘necessity being the mother of invention’ thing.

Upon my return a few hours later, my very talented and innovative husband had taken out the wiring schemes for the coach and figured out how to jerry-rig the electric system to provide all our needs until we got home.  Not only can he drive this thing like a pro, back it into sites on a dime first try, but he can fix anything on four wheels (or more).

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Next, it’s on to Nepal May 1st.  Stay tuned. I leave you with pictures of some of my favorite four legged loves.

Sophie, Basherd-Basset Shepherd cross

Sophie, Basherd-Basset Shepherd cross

Stevie-Dachshund Chihuahua cross

Stevie-Dachshund Chihuahua cross

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Lovely Lucy - Pure Bassett

Lovely Lucy - Pure Bassett

Cherrio!

Lynn