July 30th - Day 48
Day 50 already? It doesn’t seem like it. Outside of Oregon, we are now in the last state that we will visit on this trip (28 states in total) and are on the home stretch. Still lots of places and people to see though!
A few highlights/memorable moments from the day:
We left Las Vegas this morning. We seem to have a fairly good routine with getting the RV packed up and moving for the day on days we are camping, but we seemed to be less efficient with packing up our hotel rooms and leaving the city. We had to go find breakfast somewhere, two separate rooms to pack up, and I had to venture out to get the RV. The RV parking was offsite and took about 40 minutes round trip to retrieve and pick up the rest of the family and luggage. I guess I just need to learn that very little is actually efficient when traveling in an RV with 6 of us (well, except maybe Becca’s skills making us all lunch while we drive…).
After leaving Las Vegas, we drove to Barstow, CA where we stocked up on groceries and Becca did laundry. According to Becca, this was a combination of all the worst parts of other laundromats that she has been to on this journey - washers were expensive, clothes came out with bleach stains, dryers stole her quarters, most of the dryers either didn’t work at all or wouldn’t actually dry, it was VERY dirty inside, and no one was there to help, etc. It certainly makes us feel fortunate that we don’t have to use a laundromat on a regular basis when we are at home.
After leaving Barstow, we drove to Big Bear lake in the San Bernardino Mountains. The road there was certainly steep, narrow, and very crooked with hairpin corners. Becca and the kids don’t like it when we tower over the guard rails with a significant drop below us. I’m not sure it was the worst mountain pass we’ve been on, but it ranks towards the top. The others probably being Teton Pass in WY and the Zion-Mount Carmel Road. When we were nearing Big Bear, we could see evidence of flash flooding. There was mud all over and trucks with plows were literally plowing mud off the roads. We are thankful we weren’t here when it happened, but are camped in a completely washed out campground with picnic tables at angles, no clear paths, and deep mud everywhere.
A few pictures from the day:
