January 18, 2013

Dumpsite in Quartzsite

Today is wash day.  When you boon dock you don’t take a shower every day and you don’t do laundry in the rig unless you can drive your rig over dirt roads to the potable water area and then to the dump area.  A lot of work is involved in pulling up so no one does it more than weekly.  Yes, all us women really miss our daily showers but in the interest of true boon docking, we put up with it and do the wash cloth thing.  John and I decided we really needed a shower so we drove to the Flying J Trucker stop, armed with our spray can of Lysol, a package of germ wipes and flip flops, to take a nice hot shower.  I will be forever grateful to the Girl Scouts and Boy Scouts as their camping experiences taught us tricks to survive showers in less than optimal situations.

While in town, we ran across so many wrinkled, leather skinned, long grey haired and bearded old prospectors that I felt like I was viewing a scene from my history books back in grade school.  This town is mostly a tent city and it’s amazing that so many people come here and survive throughout the winter.

The main street of QuartzsiteBLM Winter homes Settling in for the Winter, Quartzsite, AZ

Tonight is our first Official Tiffin get together although most of us have met during the last few days.  We are an eclectic group of retired and semi-retired couples, most of us toting our four legged family members, and gathering to enjoy life to the fullest.  “Ruff” and Tiziana, our hosts and fearless leaders, have organized the gathering and are a wealth of knowledge to those of us who are just getting started as full-timers.  It is truly a “family” affair and anyone having a problem with their coach is soon surrounded by those that have “been there-done that” resulting in solutions to almost any RV problem.

“Meet n greet” dinner tonight.  Question of the day…what does toss baseball, watching beautiful desert sunsets, drinking fine wine and being surrounded by fun loving retiree’s all have in common?  I don’t have a clue but we all had one heck of a good time doing it until far after the sun went down.

I am beginning to understand the allure of full-timing.  It’s not just the freedom to go wherever, whenever…It’s the company of the people you meet along the way.  It is being a part of the thousands of fun loving vagabonds, rolling along the highways and back-roads with the entire USA as their playground.  We are truly blessed and life is good.