| February 4, 2004: Two days ago a cold wet storm hit
            Fresno, dropping a third of an inch of rain in an hour. It’s more normal
            to get two tenths of an inch in a day-long light rain. The temperature dropped
            from 50 to 40 in about 15 minutes. This told me it was time to leave
            the frozen wastes of central
            California
            
            and head for
            Arizona. I’m
            still not warm yet, since I’m in the high desert town of
            Barstow, which had a dusting of snow last night. It’s all gone, but
            freezing temperatures are possible tonight. There was light rain
            coming up the Tehachapi Grade on Highway 58 from
            Bakersfield
            
            to Tehachapi. The hills around that town had snow, and the
            temperature at mid-day was 39 degrees. Once I
            dropped down to the desert, about a thousand feet lower, the
            temperature went up to 57, but it’s 47 here now at dusk. (Twenty
            minutes later it was down to 45.) Tomorrow
            I will be heading for
            Bullhead City
            
            AZ
            
            for a bluegrass festival, then Monday I will go to
            Mesa where my parents are spending the winter. Bullhead is farther south
            and much lower in elevation, so hopefully it will be relatively
            warm. Just as
            a warning, I will be going to
            Oregon
            
            to visit a cousin for a few days in March, but probably won’t do a
            report on that trip. However, a long trip is planned for this
            summer, taking me through Enid OK,
            St. Louis
            
            MO, and to
            Fulton
            
            County OH. I am hoping my six-year old grandson will accompany me. He has a
            friend near his age living in
            St. Louis, but he’s worried about being away from his mom for a whole
            month.
 February
            5: The temperature got down to 31 degrees at
            Barstow
            
            last night. It was in the 50’s most of the day, then as I got
            closer to my destination it got warmer and warmer, up to about 67.
            However, it also got windier and windier, and it has been very
            unpleasant outside here at
            Bullhead
            
            City. The weather forecast is that possibly the wind will die down, but
            if it doesn’t, don’t blame the forecaster. The
            festival site is in a public campground right on the river, by the
            bridge to Laughlin, so we will have the amusing sight of old time
            bluegrass music on one side and the high rise casinos of
            Nevada
            
            on the other. Yesterday
            after having lunch at a rest stop near Boron, I realized that I had
            no DC electrical power in the trailer. This means no water, no
            lights, no refrigerator – and the festival has no hookups.
            However, after I got set up at
            Barstow, I briefly turned off the AC electric, and everything seemed fine.
            It also seemed fine when I disconnected this morning, but at the
            first stop, it was no longer fine. It appeared that I had a tiny bit
            of power – for example, the exhaust fan would turn a couple of
            times, then stop. I knew that one of my battery terminals was a
            little funky, so I pulled off in a big parking lot in
            Bullhead
            
            City, and cleaned the terminals and cables, using a file to remove the
            crud from the cable ends. This seems to have corrected the problem,
            and is a reminder to do a better of preventive maintenance. The
            festival starts at 10 a.m.
            tomorrow, and goes till about 
            5:30
            each day. However, four of the groups are performing either Friday
            or Saturday night at the Ramada Express in Laughlin, with a free
            shuttle and $5 admission, so I may check out one of those shows. February 7: This festival has been a mix of the good, the bad and the ugly.
            The music has been good, sometimes great. There is an outstanding
            lineup, including a number of top name national acts (Doyle Lawson,
            James King, Rhonda Vincent, Lost & Found, Karl Shiflett). The
            weather Friday was bad – very windy all day. I wore four layers
            most of the day, cutting down to three for about an hour. Today was
            much better – it was cold this morning, but there was not much
            wind, and I was able to go down to a T-shirt for a while in the
            afternoon. By the time the sun went out of sight, I was back up to
            four layers, but the show was soon over.
 There
            were a couple of gate crashers annoying people for a short time this
            afternoon. However, the promoter and about six large men, including
            at least one retired cop, soon sent them on their way. Overall,
            it has been a good weekend, even though yesterday I was fairly sure
            I would not return here again. As good as it has been, many of these
            same acts can be seen at other festivals when the weather should be
            better, and this location has a reputation for being cold and windy. As
            always, there are a couple of groups I liked very much that are new
            to me – Lost and Found which has been around for 30 years, and the
            Chapmans, a father and three sons (the oldest is 25). Both of these
            groups have had considerable success with their recordings and
            appearances. February 8: Well the festival is over, and I’ll be moving on in the
            morning. It was windier and cooler today – three layers all the
            time and sometimes four. The music was good and the people friendly
            as usual. I sat next to a couple from
            Missouri
            
            who are spending the winter out here. They will go on to
            Yuma
            
            from here. It should be warmer there, but there was snow where they
            live, so as usual,
            Arizona
            
            is warmer than “back home.” Several of the groups were from cold
            country (Colorado,
            Missouri), so they were glad to see sunshine, even with the wind.
 The
            closing act was Rhonda Vincent, who has won several female vocalist
            of the year awards, and who is probably the number one artist in
            bluegrass today. After her regular show was finished, she invited
            any musicians who were still around to join her on stage, and they
            had a big finale with about 20 people. Tomorrow
            I will go more less straight east on AZ 68 and US 40, then take
            US
            
            93, which heads southeast directly to
            Phoenix. It’s about 225 miles – not a bad day’s drive. My first day
            was 243 miles, although day two was a short one, only 168 miles.
            There is a festival next weekend at Apache Junction, east of
            Mesa, so I will probably drive out there Saturday. It’s only 20 miles
            or so from where I’ll be staying.
 February
            10: I had a good trip yesterday from
            Bullhead
            
            City
            
            to
            Mesa
            
            (except for the usual big metropolis traffic problems in a couple of
            places after I got near
            Phoenix). It was still very windy, with gusts blowing dust while I got
            hitched up. As I headed east I went through a few miles where the
            temperature was 37 and it was windy; fortunately I was inside my
            truck. The
            drive southeast on US 93 is mostly very scenic – lots of areas
            with saguaro and other cactus. It goes through some nice mountains
            with big piles of rounded boulders. At one point several miles of
            the highway is designated the
            Joshua Forest Parkway
            
            of
            Arizona. This area has the thickest stands of Joshua trees I have ever
            seen. In the places I have seen them, mostly along CA 58 and US 395,
            they tend to be fairly sparse. Wickenburg
            looked like a pretty nice vacation spot. It’s in the mountains at
            2,000 feet, but was 63 degrees and there was only a slight breeze. I
            arrived in the
            Phoenix
            area about 
            2:30, but did not get to the RV park in
            Mesa
            
            till nearly 
            4:30. After I got set up, my parents and I visited a while and went out
            to dinner. It was about 63 degrees with thin clouds and NO WIND! Today
            we will go to the local senior center for lunch, then who knows
            after that. It’s still sunny, though it got down to about 35
            overnight. February 12: Yesterday I took my regular “when in
            Arizona
            desert hike.” East of Mesa and Apache Junction, AZ
            highway 88, also known as the Apache Trail, heads northeast into the
            Superstition Mountains, and soon enters the
            Tonto
            National Forest. There is a dirt road that goes in 2.5 miles to a trailhead. A few
            hundred yards from the parking area the trail forks; last year I
            went right, so this year I went left. This country is the way I
            think
            Arizona
            
            desert should be – mountains and washes, with mostly gentle up and
            down hiking. There are several varieties of cactus, as well as
            desert trees and shrubs, with Palo Verde and mesquite being the most
            common. There has been some rain this year, so there is quite a bit
            of grass and other green annual plants – all in all a very
            life-filled desert.
 I hike
            until I feel like I have gone half as far as I want to, then rest
            a while and hike out. I took my current book and settled down under
            a big Palo Verde for a candy bar and water snack. The map by the
            trailhead indicated I went about three miles round trip. The
            weather was absolutely perfect for hiking – about 63 degrees, and
            hardly any breeze.   Today
            we went to visit some of my mother’s cousins who live in Surprise,
            on the western side of the metro area, near Sun City. It was a little over 60 miles there, but there are several new
            loop freeways around the city, so most of the way we were on
            freeways (lots of traffic in some sections, and heavy traffic when
            we had to get off and drive a few miles on a major city street). We
            came home a different way that our cousin suggested; it was about 10
            miles shorter and took at least 15 minutes less, despite going
            closer to downtown Phoenix. We were saved by a diamond lane where we
            zipped along between 40 and 60 miles an hour past hundreds of
            single-occupant cars moving bumper to bumper at 20 MPH or less. Tomorrow
            mother has a doctor’s appointment in the late morning, then we
            will go out to eat at a Mexican restaurant. It was
            a bit cooler today and quite breezy; tonight the wind has been
            gusting some, and it is about 45 degrees. It is supposed to be about
            the same Friday, then warm up Saturday.
 February
            13: This morning I lazed around and read the paper. After mother’s
            doctor appointment, we went to Garcia’s, a restaurant about six
            miles west of here. Had a very good lunch, of which I still have
            half in my refrigerator. We then
            drove out to
            Lost
            
            Dutchman
            
            State Park, off the Apache Trail. Dad and I walked around the short
            self-guided nature trail, and I bought a couple of items in the
            visitor center. Had pretty good weather, about 60 to 65 all day,
            with a strong breeze this morning, tapering off this afternoon.
            Tomorrow I am going to a bluegrass festival in Apache Junction. We
            drove by there today; it’s about 12 miles from where we are
            staying.
 February
            18: I’m back home and facing the hardest part of doing this report
            –
            finishing it up when I am back home among all the distractions and
            chores that await me here. The
            Superstition Mountain Bluegrass Festival turned out well. There were
            five groups appearing on Saturday, each one doing two sets. I had
            seen only one of the groups before, and all were good. On top of the
            list was The Lonesome River Band, which is one of the bigger names
            in bluegrass. I have several of their CDs, and they immediately
            became one of my favorite groups to see live. Another widely known group, Special Consensus, is in
            its 29th year. I had heard about Pine Mountain Railroad
            on the Internet and bought their CD; they also proved to be an
            excellent band in person. The
            weather was a big improvement over
            Bullhead
            
            City, with a high of about 65 and some light breezes. It was getting
            dark when the final group played, and as usual in the desert, the
            temperature dropped significantly, but I was prepared for it. The
            performers from the south were enjoying the sunshine, but were
            somewhat surprised at the quick cooling that came with sunset. On
            Sunday my parents and I went out to dinner and did some shopping.
            There are various special events at the RV park where they stay, and
            Sunday night was an ice cream and cake party, which included
            entertainment by a couple from Nebraska who sing and play (guitar
            and organ). They were quite good. I got
            my usual “early” start Monday, leaving just before 10 a.m.
            I made it a long day so I could stay in
            Barstow
            and have a shorter drive the second day. I got home about 
            4 p.m.
            yesterday, to be welcomed by a forecast of heavy rain for the
            evening. I got most of the stuff unloaded from the trailer, and part
            of it put away. The rain did not appear till after 
            midnight, and continued steadily till this afternoon, but was never very
            hard. That storm is on its way to
            Arizona, with heavy wind warnings for travelers going west from
            Phoenix, so I made my getaway just in time.
             --Dick
            Estel, February 2004 |