January 30th 2004
I have some time to post a few more pictures from our visit to
Quartzsite. We're actually about half of the way back to Oregon
(just north of Sacramento) at the moment. We left on Wednesday
morning from Quartzsite so we could stop in Northern California to visit
with my parents for a day or so before heading the rest of the way home.
So, this morning I am sitting at a rest area trying to get something
posted here before we get back on the road... There is a lot to
say about our experience in Quartzsite, but it's hard to find a way to
explain it.
In general I would describe the RV, sports and recreation show as a
cross between a giant flea market and a RV sales lot. The RV stuff
was mostly junk, although it was fun to watch the RV sales guys zoom
around in there little golf carts dressed entirely inappropriately (gold
chains and polyester pants included) for the scenery. It was the
same RV crap that you can find anywhere and nothing exciting or new as
far as I could tell.
The 2 main vendors that I was interested in checking out (related to
RV's) didn't bother to show up. I can't really blame them though -
anyone really serious about promoting an exciting new product would find
it hard to stand out in the crowd of vendors peddling socks and kettle
corn.
There were a ton of vendors selling socks... I have no clue why
- I was constantly running out of clean underwear but had plenty of
socks on hand, so there was no clear demand that I could see for the
vast number of sock vendors. There must be a reason, but for the
life of me I can't figure out why about half of the products were being
sold there. I saw everything from carpet to African art. I
did happen to notice that there was not one single car/RV wash within 30
miles of Quartzsite, and there was a serious demand for one by all of
the $500,000.00 custom coach owners. Someone could have made a
pretty penny with a car wash booth <grin>.
Although we were staying out on BLM land for free, it cost quite a
bit of cash to keep ourselves comfortable. Basic things like food
and water were pretty expensive. Water was bought by the gallon
for about 20-25 cents. It became a real chore to recycle
water as much as possible so that our supply could last us for about a
week. I SO wanted a hot shower by the 4th or 5th day.
Everything (and I mean EVERYTHING) is covered with a thick coat of
dust. I found out the hard way that it scratches things horribly
if you try to just wipe it off too... It's going to take weeks to
get everything clean and the carpet is going to have to be thrown
away. Every step on it causes more dust to fly into the air and no
amount of vacuum cleaning will pull it out of the carpet.
Was Quartzsite what I expected? Yes and No.
The area is gorgeous and such a wonderful change from the rain and
clouds of Oregon. The event was kind of interesting, but the
crowds and traffic in and around Quartzsite made getting around a
pain. If you plan to go, bring a bicycle and leave the car at the
edge of town. With the two girls that was really not much of an
option for us.
There were almost no people our age. Just about everyone we saw
was retirement age, and the girls only saw a couple of other kids the
entire time we were there too. It was definitely more fun to hang
out in the desert (for me at least) than to spend very much time in town
at the events.
Would I do it again? Probably not. I'd rather go when all
of the crowds have dwindled or visit other areas that are just as
beautiful. There is a lot of exploring that could be done around
the area. Boondocking was fun, but it didn't really feel all that
much like boondocking when there were 100 other RV's and trailers
around. We had to move at one point because we were surrounded by
3 RVs that insisted on running their huge generators all night
long... The people we met were great. Everyone that we
talked to had something interesting to share about boondocking or
full-timing. We picked up some great tips that I hopefully will
have time to share here some time after we get back home.
Well, that's all I have time for this morning. Gotta go before
I get charged for being on-ine. |