The family was chatting along on the drive to Joshua Tree and Simon says to Ty, “On this road trip I am going to teach you how to drive. Do you want to learn how to drive?”
“Yes. I want to drive.” He paused then continued. “And you will make me coffee and I will drink it.” Another pause. “And you will make me beer and I will drink it.”
Coffee and beer. I am glad it stopped there. Do I have trouble on my hands or are all 3 years olds like this?
We met up with a climbing group at Joshua Tree for Thanksgiving weekend. Before Ty, my friend Winnie introduced me to climbing and I caught quite the climbing bug for a few years. After Ty was born, I tried to continue but when he turned about two I called it quits. It’s hard to progress in climbing and do the climbing I want without putting in the mileage. And having a toddler makes going away every other weekend very hard. Being at Joshua Tree again reminded me how much I really miss climbing. Some day. Maybe with Ty.
From Joshua Tree, it is another couple hours to Indio which is just outside Palm Springs. It was just a stopover point before crossing the border, to do more last minute preparations, ie. shopping. I know Mexico has everything and even Walmarts and Costcos. But what if we can’t get something RIGHT AWAY in every single town and all the time. What if (gasp!) we run out of wet wipes or paper towels? I cannot imagine. One thing good from staying here is our first experience with a real RV park where snowbirds from Canada and the northern states flock to. Indian Waters RV Resort was actually a great experience. For $40 we got heated swimming pool, great wifi, spotless bathrooms. Owner Rob was very overlanding friendly and welcomeed our small rig. We camped right across a Swiss couple with a MAN camper who have been overlanding for many years. They gave Ty a Swiss chocolate bar.
Last stop before Mexico we passed by Salton Sea. At first after seeing it on the map we were going to stop here and camp. The name sounds pretty cool. Then we found out it is really a depressed area and it’s not a body of water you would really want to visit. Salton Sea, California’s largest lake, was created when the Colorado River flooded over in the early 1900s. Tourism boomed around this miracle lake in the middle of the desert in the 50s and 60s. Then fish started to die. Runoff from the surrounding agriculture lands poured salts, minerals, pesticides, fertilizers into the lake and dead fish started to pile up, rot, smell, and a lot of people left. We drove through the streets and spent some time on the “beach”.
About an hour from the border. Next stop Mexico!