This pic is of my friend Suanne, Terry and me at the RTR Soup Dinner on Saturday. I did not get to attend as much of the RTR as I would have liked to, but what I did get to attend was very informative and tons of fun.
The RTR is the annual Rubber Tramp Rendezvous coordinated and created by the uber vandweller, Bob Wells. This year it was held from 1/5-1/19. Here are some links that showcase the RTR.
Bob’s website, CheapRVLiving
Enigmatic Nomadics, YouTube Channel
Facebook, Rubber Tramp Rendezvous
The following pic is of Bob and Randy, THE Mobile Codger, sitting down to enjoy their soup. I have followed Randy’s blog since 2011, and it was a great pleasure to meet him.
I only got a pic of the last half of the soup line (was too busy eating). It started off as a very long line; on both sides of the tables. I would say we are a hungry bunch, but we actually eat very well and in reality are rarely hungry.
When I first got to the RTR I had a wonderful campsite. In fact, here is a pic through my back door from my bed. I was looking forward to several nights of good slumber here.
And a pic that shows my actual spot.
It was in Scaddan Wash, a couple of lanes over from the main RTR alley. Sometimes, the quiet I need to prevent cognitive maladies gets in the way of the social life I’d like to have. This was a case in point, but my location was actually working out quite well. I was even able to attend a couple of classes. (The RTR is well scheduled with many classes and opportunities for learning the nomadic lifestyle.)
Here is a pic of my friend Suanne describing for a class how she camps long-term in her Prius. The class was an open demonstration by the owners of 4 Prius cars and a Highlander Hybrid (owned by Terry in the 1st pic above).
I also was able to attend a wonderful class on safety. It was a great class that began with BLM Rangers speaking. Unfortunately, I didn’t get pictures, or write down names, or take notes. And I checked out. I don’t remember much. It was a LOT of information, and I was surrounded by a LOT of people. I must have looked cold because my wonderful friend, Suanne, brought me a blanket. That’s about all I remember. Did I mention my brain doesn’t function well in crowds?
By the weekend, the spot where I was camped became very popular with big rigs and I found myself surrounded by mega Class A Rigs. All part of a group known as "Boomers."
Bob had just sent me an email telling me I was probably going to want to move. Sure enough, here they came – at least a dozen a day. The pic below shows a rig that parked right next to me. He and his wife were friendly enough. They even asked if it was okay to park in my area. Of course my answer was yes – it’s public land plus Bob had already warned me. But they parked less than 30 feet from me and their barking dog plus their loud outdoor TV, and their generator, and their ATV was all just a little too much and too close for comfort.... especially when 3 of his buddies with even bigger rigs joined him on the other side of me. Oy vey.
Not to despair, I turned the key the next morning and decided to run some errands before it got too crowded in town. I actually drove to Ehrenberg 15 miles away so I could do a load of laundry and shower in familiar surroundings. I also went to Blythe and got some groceries and washed my van. Feeling quite proud of myself, I headed back to Quartzsite for the 2P women’s meeting. Suanne and I had previously scouted out a new campsite for me on the far side of the RTR alley, and I was looking forward to setting up my new camp.
I was also really looking forward to meeting and connecting with some of the women vandwellers at the RTR. What a wonderful opportunity! But it was not to be. I couldn’t make it through the traffic in Quartzsite. The 33rd annual “Sports, Vacation & RV Show” is also going on right now. Reportedly 750,000 to 1,000,000 people show up for this event (see link and pics here), and there I was trying to drive through it all. Nope. Not I.
It took me almost an hour and a half, but I managed to wind my way back through town and get on the highway where I headed for Ehrenberg and high country as far away from traffic and people as I could get. There were a couple of turns I took that made the ordeal even worse, but I was grateful to have kept my head and make it out of that situation. I am learning.
And it felt good to be back on the quiet hill with my friends, and relax. I was a mess. My friend Suanne was leading the women’s meeting that I missed. Thank you for understanding Suanne!
On Saturday, I rode with Bryce, Terry, Dave and Heather to the Soup Dinner at the RTR (pics above). Thanks for driving Bryce! We also had a nice outing before that and went to see some local petroglyphs and grinding stones (blog post to follow).
I had a great time – trekking to see the prehistoric site, and at the Soup Dinner. I am so blessed to be out here doing what I’m doing, and I have yet to find my balance, even while living a simple life in a van. I ended up having an episode and lost time as well as cognitive ability. My body and my brain weren’t communicating so I ended up also losing physical mobility and was bedridden Sunday.
I don’t remember much about Sunday, but I do remember that my friend Bryce hosted a Sunday dinner and brought me a plate of food. Sweet! Thank you Bryce, and to all who helped cook: Yum! Like I said, we eat well. I was supposed to be in charge of the gravy. I didn’t remember that until today. My brain injury sure is a pest sometimes! And, even in that I am reminded – all is well, always, and all my needs are met.
On Monday, I stayed home and mostly piddled. I am feeling better. Later today, I will meet up with Colvin who has been away for awhile, and I will continue self care until fully recovered.
I have enjoyed recuperating in a beautiful, peaceful and quiet environment – surrounded by wonderful friends here as well as people from afar that stay in touch with me. Life is good, always.
It is probably no coincidence that this was the posting by Daily Fillmore FB on Saturday:
“Think of that which you want to demonstrate, not that from which you seek freedom.”
I’m working on it.
I close with the beautiful sunset from last night. Simply awe-mazing! It reminds me of the old saying, “Look what happens when God paints.”
Until next time wonderful readers! Ciao!