State Parks – The Wandering RVer

New Mexico – Land of Enchantment

Booking our travels months in advance can be a definite struggle, especially if we have to coordinate with an event or a meet-up with friends. By the time we got confirmation Steve would be working at an RV rally in Tucson, the only RV site available at Rockhound State Park just outside Deming, New Mexico was a boondocking site. But I wanted to go to Deming!!! We would just have to make do!

Normally, boondocking isn’t an issue since we have a generator plus our fridge and furnace run on propane, as well as electricity. With forecast lows in the 40’s, we knew we’d have to run the furnace. Do you think we remembered to check the propane level before heading to New Mexico? Of course not. We were about 17 miles from the campground when Steve realized we needed propane. Shouldn’t be a problem, most Love’s truck stops dispense propane and so do a lot of Tractor Supply companies. The was a Love’s in Las Cruces AND a Tractor Supply! Wouldn’t you know it, that Love’s didn’t and Tractor Supply was out. Yep, I’m still inserting choice words! Several phone calls later, I finally found an RV park in Deming who sold propane IF we could get there by 4:30. Phew! Shouldn’t be a problem. At 4:29 we rolled in and thankfully their clocks weren’t fast. Finally we could head to our site.

We spent our first day in Deming picking up the remaining Jeep parts (yep, it still wasn’t completely back together) and checking the visitor’s center for interesting things to do in the area. We discovered Deming has a Historic Landmark Walking Tour and an app to tell you about the buildings. Our first stop was the Deming Luna County Mimbres Museum, built as an armory in 1917…

Unfortunately, the museum was under repair so we couldn’t go in. The app would give us relative information about each building and often an interesting story as well. Like at the J.A. Mahoney building (no relation)…

Apparently, in 1906, the superintendent of the Deming public school and the principal of the high school, both married men, got into a shootout over the “rights of favors” of a school teacher. The shootout left the principal dead, shot in the middle of the forehead. A grand jury declared the shooting was in self defense and no charges were filed.

While I enjoyed hearing about all of the buildings, I was intrigued by the murals and sculptures…

We thought we would wrap up our first day with a stop at the Luna Rossa Winery…

But, as it turned out, we met some of the locals who convinced us to go with them to the Happy Camper Clubhouse for dinner and “mix tape bingo”.

While we didn’t win at bingo, we definitely won with new friends!

The plan for the next day was for Steve to button up the Jeep and I would go in search of some of the famous thunder eggs, geodes and jasper found in the region. It didn’t take me long to get distracted by the wildflowers…

There are marked trails, but you are free to explore everywhere on the mountain and surrounding hills. One of the things which makes Rockhound SP unique is its “finders keepers” instead of “take only photos” policy. I had picked up quite a few “pretty rocks” when I looked back towards Waldo to see if Steve was done working on the Jeep. That was when I realized how high up I had climbed.

In hindsight, I should have stopped, but then it became about reaching the top, not about “pretty rocks.” When I had climbed as far as I felt I could, I took a picture of the campground…

I had to zoom to 10 on my phone before Waldo was clear…

I texted Steve and asked him to take a picture from Waldo, but, try as he might, he couldn’t quite find me…

Upon my return to Waldo, I found Steve still slaving away. Come to find out, trying to work without a bench or all the proper tools can be a challenge. At long last, he was ready to re-install the front drive shaft, my off-roading plans would be saved! But wait!!!!! The new to us front drive shafts took different bolts than my old driveshaft. Special bolts, the kind you can’t buy in a parts store or hardware store. (I’m running out of choice words and beginning to recycle them now.) Since there was nothing more he could do until said special bolts were ordered, we called it a night…

Coming up…Spring Canyon and the Florida mountains

Just so you know, in New Mexico they pronounce it Floor -ee- da! Thanks for coming along.

Finishing Up Our 17 Days Across Texas

Grateful to have the Jeep back, we set off to explore our new surroundings. We started at the park’s visitor center. They have a wonderful museum which explains the history of Seminole Canyon going back 12,000 years. The park contains over 200 pictograph sites. There are ranger guided hikes to several of the canyons and one site is only accessible by private boat. The hikes range from easy to moderately strenuous. Since I’m not one for “moderately strenuous”, Steve and I walked the Maker of Peace Trail around the visitors center.

Bill Worrell created this sculpture as a tribute to the Desert Archaic people. It is their pictographs that adorn the canyon walls.

Once we were done, we headed to the Pecos River High Bridge…

Just like the Amistad Reservoir, the Pecos River is at a near all time low. You can see from my 2022 picture just how narrow the river has gotten in the last 2 years…

We stumbled onto a former RV park managed by the Corps of Engineers. The state park ranger told us it has been closed for over 20 years because of the falling river levels.

The drive to the boat launch did provide several overlooks to the river…

We drove down to the long closed boat ramp which ended almost a 1/4 mile from the edge of the river.

The blue dot is us and I promise, the Jeep was not in the middle of the river!

Across the river, we could see and hear the cows, sheep and goats grazing on the other side. We drove up to the picnic area and walked the nature trail. It doesn’t look like much maintenance has been done in recent years, but there is still signage to identify many of the native plants and a view of where the Pecos River ends at the Rio Grande River…

Unfortunately, you can no longer actually see either river, but some of the wildflowers were already in bloom…

The next day we headed out to the Box Canyon boat launch on the Rio Grande River. This launch was in even worse shape than the Pecos River launch…

But it did provide a great view of the Rio Grande…

Our last day at Seminole Canyon was spent ordering batteries for Waldo and parts for the Jeep. But I did take a walk along the Birding Trail. They have a nice bird blind and the trail is paved…

Before we headed out, I was excited to find my first cactus in bloom…

Fort Stockton was on the way to our next campground. Steve parked Waldo at the Love’s Truck Center to purchase and install the new batteries. He disconnected the Jeep and I headed to the parts store to pick up parts. The battery install went smoothly but the parts run turned into “awww crap” since not all of the parts came in 😦 Still inserting choice words.

Our final stop in Texas was the Saddleback Mountain RV Park in Balmorhea. It is a no frills park for sure, but $20 a night full hook-up sites are a rarity. When we arrived, there were several semis in the gravel lot adjacent to the park. They were transporting windmill blades. It’s hard to fathom how huge they actually are…

The red truck you can see on the left is a full size quad cab pickup. And there is a person in a yellow shirt in the center of the picture. This gives you an idea just how monstrous they are.

The reason for picking this park was its proximity to Balmorhea SP. They are renovating their campground so it is closed right now. The CCC built the park in the 1930’s and it is the world’s largest spring fed swimming pool, described as “a cool oasis in the high desert”…

More than 15 million gallons of water flow through the pool each day, gushing from the San Solomon Springs. The pool is up to 25 feet deep, covers 1.3 acres, and holds 3.5 million gallons of water. The water temperature stays at 72 to 76 degrees year-round. Excerpt from their website.

We didn’t swim, but I couldn’t resist taking off my shoes and letting my feet dangle in the pool…

I imagine, in the heat of summer, this place must be packed!

It was an interesting, sometimes frustrating, mostly wonderful 17 days in Texas. Waldo left, happy with his new batteries and the Jeep is still a bit sad with no 4X4, but happy to be drive-able! Thank you for coming along.

Up Next…Deming, New Mexico

Home of Rockhound State Park

A Lighthouse Road Trip On The Shores of Lake Huron

I love lighthouses. I always have. In fact if I were to go through my map collection, I would find several maps dedicated to lighthouse locations by state. I have lighthouse locator app on my phone. I even have a United States Lighthouse Society Passport.

We left Bambi Lake early one morning to start the hour drive that would lead us to the shores of Lake Huron. Lake Huron is the second largest of the great lakes, but has the longest shoreline, over 3800 miles.

Our first stop was the Sturgeon Point Lighthouse. The buildings were closed due to Covid, but the grounds were open for exploration.

Standing on the shore, it’s easy to understand why the EPA calls the great lakes “freshwater seas”. There is no land on the distant horizon and the waves crash to shore as if it were the ocean…

I spent more time than necessary walking along the shores picking up pretty rocks only to decide to leave them for the next person. After all, Waldo can only carry so much weight.

We had planned on going further north, but we realized we would definitely run out of daylight before we ran out of lighthouses to visit. Instead we headed south to Apena. The lighthouse there is at the mouth of the Thunder Bay River and can be seen by walking along a boardwalk atop of the Apena breakwater.

While the lighthouse isn’t as fancy as many, I still enjoyed seeing it.

Click here for more lighthouse info…

Our final destination for the day was Tawas Point State Park. There have been record high water levels in Tawas Bay and the evidence is plain to see…

After we parked, we walked along one of the nature trails to get to the lighthouse. Once again, the lighthouse was closed due to Covid, so no tours were being offered. We had to settle for an outside view…

It’s probably just as well, I think my days of climbing lighthouse stairs are over. But it is always neat to tour the light keeper’s residence.

We had ventured as far south as we thought we could and still make it back to Bambi Lake before dinner so with that, we left the shores of Lake Huron and returned to Roscommon.

Ah, so many lighthouses, so little time!

Up next…

We get locked in on a pirate ship, oh dear!