August 25, 2019. We motor back east on I-40 and take the Bluewater State Park exit for the Stoneridge side. The road in is narrow and in places winding and then becomes a steep grade down onto the flatter area near the lake. I stop at the pay station and grab a tag, but don’t fill it out. I’ll do that once we find a spot to call our own.
ALL the electric sites are taken. The park is actually pretty full so I haven’t a clue what the ranger thinks all-but-empty means, but we do find a spot. Not ideal but it will do: Squished in between two other long-termers (full two week stay) with no shade. On the bright side, the Stoneridge side is beautiful. It’s a big park with lots of spaces and sections. Valut toilets, gravelled parking spots, picnic tables, fire rings, water spigots strategically located throughout.
After a couple of days the same ranger I spoke with at Las Tsusa stops by and tells me there will be spaces being vacated at the electrical sites later in the day. We take a lot of walks scoping it all out and eventually a space opens up and I grab it. There is a tree we can park beside, but it’s not even close to the table, but that’s okay. We need electricity.
Jockeying MissAdventure around to maximize shade, I get her settled in and immediately get my extension cord out and plugged in. The laptop gets fed, and she sips on that juice for over an hour. In the meantime I am getting potatoes cooking in the IP and digging out every thing that needs charged: The Kindle, my phone, my tablet, the stun gun, my camera’s battery. The two small battery packs I carry are lined up in line to have their turn at sustenance.
Amazing how we take our power sources for granted until they aren’t available when we need them. So thankful to have this electricity (at only $4 per day) I unpack my ac/dc fan and get it whirling the warming air out of the van. Next is a long walk for The Chiweenie Brothers.
Bluewater, Stoneridge side has paved roads throughout and makes for a good walking surface of considerable length flor long, leisurely walks. The Boys and I indulge.
Lots happens during our almost two week stay here. One night around 2 a.m. a loud exsplosion jolts us awake. It’s one of those things you aren’t sure what you have heard or if it even happened until you see vehicles rushing past with lights flashing. Never did find out what that was.
One afternoon rescue personnel came flying into the park quite near our campsite, and parked near the trail that runs along the canyon in the photo above. Someone had fallen along the trail (or off the trail!) and had to be rescued.
On a lazy afternoon sitting outside in the shade I spot movement out of the corner of my eye. It’s been a VERY busy and crowded weekend here, but many have left this morning. This guy becomes bold and is staring intently at a big diesel pusher. He eventually turns around, trotting back the way he came, taking a right at the stop sign, but I fear he has his sights on their dog and will probably come back.
I tell the camp hosts. They say they will tell the ranger. They come back later and tell me there is nothing they can do. I tell them I know that, but maybe they would like to warn the residents so they can keep an eye on their dogs. They don’t. Certainly not like Arizona where coyotes in the neighborhood are a big deal.
We spend the rest of our time here enjoying long, lazy days, cool nights, long walks and enjoy the heck out of having electricity.
The day before we leave a group of wild horses come into the park. I was hoping to see them as they have signs posted not to approach or try to pet the wild horses. A group of four including the stallion, two mares, and foal!
Thanks for stopping by 2DogsTravel. Hugs, Shawna