Congress, AZ

We leave Wickenburg and head back west on Hwy 60 to catch Hwy 71 north to Congress. It’s a gorgeous day, and as I turn right to head up 71 I notice that the scenery on the left side of the road is vastly different than the right. I pull over the take some photos and Fries goes berserk when he sees something black and ominous flapping in a creosote bush. 
I take care of the black plastic scary thing and commence taking photos.
Left side of this two-lane road is plowed acreage being prepped for planting.

The right side is the untouched landscape of desert and mountains.

A bit farther down the road I remember that I forgot to let the boys out for a potty break and to stretch their legs. It’s not far between Wickenburg and Congress, and in fact the tiny town of Congress is considered a bedroom community of Wickenburg, but stops are stops and The Chiweenie Brothers look forward to those however brief they are. So as to not sadden these two hooligans I begin looking for another place to stop. I find a nice wide area with a view of an interesting rock mountain.

Shortly I find our turn, Ghost Town Road, take the short drive back into the boondocking area that was once the old town of Congress and commence scouting a site for us to call home for a couple of weeks.

There are a lot of little dirt roads that meander through the cacti, greasewood, and palo verde, some better than others. If you need an area that will accommodate a large travel trailer or motorhome turn at the Cemetery sign and begin looking immediately. The sites branching off farther along this nice graded dirt road can be anywhere from great to disastrous if you don’t look before you leap.
I find a nice area with a bit of shade and make camp. This consists of covering the windows and the side of the van where my cooler sits beneath one of the windows on the left side with Reflectix to keep the heat from building up inside. I cover the windshield with the heavy white vinyl shade I have to keep the sun off there, too. With these steps and keeping the back doors cracked, the front windows down, and the side doors open it keeps our vome much cooler.

I set up the solar panel to catch the afternoon rays, and place the woven plastic outdoor rug, my lounger, and dog stakes at our side doors and we’re set. The Reflectix panels I use on the outside are the same ones I use inside the windows at night if I have to park in a Walmart or campground where there are close neighbors.

And speaking of neighbors, we are at least a quarter of a mile from our nearest neighbors on both sides. It’s so quiet and peaceful here, and we haven’t heard a peep out of anyone, not even our closest neighbors to the left.

Ha!

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Hello! Welcome to my blog. I am a full-time traveler, retired from a lifetime of different occupations, traveling the country with my two little dogs, Fries and Charlie B; The Chiweenie Brothers. You never know where you might find us, but if you do stop by and say hi . . . If you can get past the two best watch dogs in the universe! Happy Trails! View all posts by 2DogsTravel