Lake Havasu, Arizona
Thursday | 20 April 2000 | Lake Havasu, Arizona:
We left the Grand Canyon a day early... too cold and windy to hike, I had a
terrible cold, and we had driven every road open to the public at this time
of year. The Grand Canyon is truly a lovely US Park. It is hard to imagine
the force of nature to erode that huge of an expanse. We left around 9:00
a.m. and decided to head south - towards warmth - and ended up at the London
Bridge!
Less than one hour after leaving the National Park, our mood was dampened
after driving past a terrible automobile accident. We knew something was up
when two police cars sped past us on Interstate 40, sirens and lights
blaring, and we later saw the grizzly ordeal. A large truck had lost its
travel trailer. The approximately 24 foot trailer was in front of the truck.
They had come unhitched and both the truck and the trailer were on their
sides - 100 ft. of white skid marks decorating the freeway. Several other
cars had stopped, but we could not tell if they were involved or not. It
looked as if maybe there could have still been people inside the truck,
though no one looked terribly stressed or panicked. We continued on, our
prayers with the unfortunate travelers.
Later in the morning we saw a small herd of about a dozen Pronghorn Sheep
(American Antelope) - it was the first time either of us had seen these
beautiful creatures in the wild. At 2:00 p.m. we found ourselves at
Lake Havasu, Arizona, a favorite vacation spot of Terry's Mom and
Dad. We checked into the world's most expensive RV campsite for one night
and were only at the site about 15 minutes, when I ran up to the office and
booked another night! It was over 90 degrees and sunny! Okay, at $51 we
could have probably taken a motel room... but we are just a few feet from
the lake, on a lovely beach, we have full hook-ups, including cable TV and
telephone, palm trees, bikini-clad lasses, views of mountains and the lake,
boats cruising by, a lovely patio, and quail bobbing through our site. Where
else can you camp next to a stream made as a to-scale replica of the
Colorado River system - dams included??? Where else can you cross the London
Bridge to get to your campsite? We just HAD to stay! We spent the afternoon
lounging in the sun and I made Mushroom Schnitzel for dinner. We dined
outside, lakeside, by candlelight. Tomorrow, I will update with details of
the London Bridge and why it is in Arizona (and not in London). Until then,
I remain your weather-confused correspondent, and will include a photo of
the Arizona Dawg and our view:
Arizona Dawg
RV Park:
Islander RV Resort
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