California is the Windiest Place I Have Ever Been

Maybe someone from California can answer me here, but is the whole state a terrifying white knuckle experience to drive?!

So we had heard that you can stay in casino parking lots in Laughlin NV for free, we were looking for somewhere to get jobs easily and this was about 150 miles from where we were. Sounds okay right? I'm not a gambler but you'd think casino should have some cheesy jobs a monkey could do right? Well we get there and our aircard doesn't work. Cute huh? Without that I can't run our business, not okay. We did however go in the casino to blow off some steam upon arrival, played $5 won $60, left immediately.

So we started researching places with free camping, good reception and a decent size town where there might be work. We decided Needles, CA wasn't far and had all these things. Let me put it this way, free camping is so far out of town that it would be just a waste of all the money you made to drive to it and this "camping" was a desert road it may ot may not have been illegal to be on.

What now?! Well we can either go north to Vegas, No. We can go West to LA, No. We can go south to the salton sea, which does have the appeal of being a "fringe" town and good reception but there's no way we'll find a job. Or very north, the closest decent size town being Lone Pine, CA. Well after much debate, angst, and worry we decided we'd take our chances with Lone Pine. It's a tourist town right at the base of Mt Whitney, both beautiful and with tourist season coming up potential jobs.

So we set out. The stretch of I-40, 58, and 395 we terrifying! When you are in a large box-ey RV and there are hurricane force winds whipping across desert, salt flats, and hills hitting you directly in the side and you are slamming on the wheel just to stay slightly in the road, it is nerve racking! Of course every time someone passes you or someone comes at you from the other direction the wind comes through an it's nearly impossible not to veer straight through their windshield. Also Barstow, CA sucks, the end.
We arrived, intact and frazzled 6 hours later. I'll tell you what though, this is a beautiful town and a gorgeous campground sitting at the base of an amazing set of mountains. As long as one of us can find a little part time job we will definitley be here for awhile. This is awesome!
Also, I added a whole bunch new stuff while we were driving. Check it out!

In Pursuit of Myself: And So It Begins...

Day1-3: Well that was just unnecessary. It took us 3days to do what should be a 6hr drive. Las Vegas, NM is a hostile place... Santa Fe, NM is trying to hard and Albequerque would have been better if I could have gotten it's namesake by Weird Al to play...


Day 4-10: So we went exactly where everyone told us not too. The Mexican Border... Las Cienegas is what they call BLM land ( basically the government owns it and doesn't know what to do with it so you can go do pretty much whatever you darn please and no one will say anything). Las Cienegas is 30 miles from the Mexican border, and I've never felt safer. Go figure right? The place was CRAWLING with Border Patrol, and there's nothing but yuppy old people out there. Real scary huh? Actually you probably should be afraid of old yuppies, but that's a whole long hippy rant I'll save for later...


Day 11-12: Lake Patagonia is a &^&^&*^*, we left immediatley the next day and headed for Quartzsite, AZ on a whim not knowing what was here but keep hearing it was the RV motherland and that you can't truely appreciate this lifestyle without coming here. So we drove all day and into the night (which was cute since or tail lights were out) and pulled into Hi Jolly camping area not being able to see anything.

Day 13- Present: We woke up to see a field of RVs in the desert, which I somewhat suspected would be the case... so we go into town and this whole place is a GIANT flea market/jewelry show/merchandise mart of senior citizen filled wonderfulness.

We are staying in an Rv park in the middle of town with a cabana full of elderly people who are fascinated by us "city kids" (not sure where they get that from... probably becuase anyone under 30 here is a damn dirty hippy and where I do fancy myself a hippy I do not have dreadlocks and hemp pants, haha)

Anyways! That's the status update, not too exciting I know, be back with you when I have some decent stories to tell :-)

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