But not without a lot of heartburn. Things went fine along I-5 until last night when I pulled into Castaic Lake RV Park just north of Los Angeles. It had mixed reviews on RV Park Reviews, but recent ones were very good. Ha! I have no idea why anyone would want to stay here. Talk about feeling like a sardine, and at $42.50 with an Escapees 15% discount, my opinion is that it is overpriced by about $40! Yes, it’s close to LA, but most of the residents are workers. That in itself is not bad, but their cars and trucks made it impossible for me to get out of my site. Luckily, I found someone who could ask folks to move their vehicles so I could maneuver out. I was a nervous wreck, and the day had just started.
Holy Moses, what a drive it was around LA! I’m surprised I have any teeth left in my mouth or that there are any screws or bolts that aren’t loose in the rig. Like any major metropolitan area, the roads are just in horrible condition, and construction is never ending. I can say that I’ll never take this route again with the rig. I felt lucky to come out of it alive, and I grew up learning to drive in Chicago.
By the time I made it to Temecula, CA, with only about 15 more miles to go, I needed to fill the gas tank. I had looked at a gas station on Google Earth that I thought I could get into and out of easily. It didn’t turn out that way, so I’m now at Jojoba with a bit less than a half a tank. That’s not the way I like things to be when I arrive at an extended stay site.
Even though my drive today was only about 140 miles, by the time I pulled into Jojoba Hills I was more than wilted. I asked for an escort to my site, since I’ve never seen it, and got a real jewel to lead me in, and get me situated just perfectly. What a relief!
After getting most of the basics set up for my stay, I only took a few pics. I had to improvise how to put out Emma’s tie out. I ended up wrapping the line around the front tire on the passenger’s side. It will work for now until I figure out something more permanent.
This is the view from my patio as the sun is setting behind me. I’m on one of the upper levels with some mountains/hills out in front of me. It’s quiet and peaceful here, and my site overlooks the terraced sites below.
There isn’t any grass here, but Emma was having a good back scratch on the gravel. I’m just relieved to be here. I think I’ll sleep like a log tonight…
Thanks for stopping by… talk to you later, Judy