March 19, 2019 Adios Amigos and Another side of Arizona


This morning we shared breakfast with our friends who were scheduled to head to Mexico for dental work.  We had home cured bacon and eggs scrambled up with everything in them but the kitchen sink. 

We said our goodbye’s and took off for a part of Arizona that we had not previously visited.  Located in the Southeastern corner of the state, real close to the Mexican border, we set out to visit the Chiricahua National Monument.  We had wanted to camp in the park but there are only 24 sites and naturally, all of them had been reserved.  Tomorrow we will go see what the big draw is here, so far away from civilization.

We had a couple of free campsite places figured out and we decided upon this one located a couple miles south of the park.  It was looking kind of iffy as we drove along, following the directions from our Allstays app (which apparently is gps based because it knows where we are even though we have zero cell service).  The road went from paved and skinny to dirt and washboard (worse ever).  We had just about decided that this place was not okay (read totally desolate Deliverance-like) and  when we came upon some campers in a site at the side of the road.  Russ stopped and asked them for information and it turns out that those people had a problem of their own – they had locked their truck keys in their truck.  You have to be here – there is no cell service and as far as I can see, no place that would replace keys within 35 miles.  We left them with a promise to pick them up tomorrow (they did have access to their trailer) if they hadn’t figured it out by then. 

So we decided we could deal and found this spot with a babbling brook behind it.  No one within earshot and totally level.  We set up camp and soon the people locked out arrived to let us know that they had found the door combination that they had hidden.  Voila!  They were happy!





Tomorrow we head out to the park to see what it is about.  Supposed to get pretty cold tonight.  I think we are at 5500 feet.  



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