This was the first morning that the wind was
already blowing upon departure. And
Mickey, old boy, if you think the wind was bad yesterday, you ain’t seen
nothing yet. My plan was to geocache the
three southeastern counties of California
so I continued west on I-8. The wind out
of the northwest was really serious today.
It was so bad I couldn’t even think of getting a geocache except in a
sheltered area so I just passed by three.
I pulled off the Interstate to see if I could ride a frontage road so at
least I wouldn’t get blown into another vehicle. However, it was so rough that I gave it
up. Finally I got to a somewhat
sheltered Rest Area in California where there
was a cache for my first one in Imperial
County .
When I left the Rest Area thinking conditions
could not get worse, it did. Whereas
before it was just the wind, now it was a dust storm. I had planned to continue farther west on I-8
before turning north but I altered my plans and turned north at El Centro hoping I would
get some relief from the storm. As I was
in pretty remote territory I decided to gas up in El Centro .
I stopped at an Arco station and couldn’t get my credit card to
work. I went in to see the attendant and
was informed they didn’t take credit cards, just debit which I didn’t
have. Following my usual routine I had
already unzipped my tail bag to stow my gloves when I pumped the gas. Now out of my routine I forgot to zip it back
up. At my next stop a few miles up the
road I discovered that not only was my favorite Geocaching cap gone but so was
my notebook with all my geocache information that has each cache sorted in
sequence and by county. I had been
traveling on a four lane boulevard with the wind still blowing 40 mph so I knew
there was no chance of getting these articles back. On top of all this, some time back I had
noticed a little light on my instrument panel that said “lamp”. At this stop I confirmed that I did not have
a low beam light.
I continued north toward the Salton
Sea where I could rejoin my intended route. I don’t believe I saw any highway patrolmen
in AZ or CA but there were plenty of Border Patrol agents with several
mandatory stops. I came to one of these
north of El Centro
but as usual they just waived me through.
However, they made the vehicle in front of me pull over for further
checking. This stop was at the
intersection of Highway 111 and Highway 78.
I turned west on 78 and made a stop right away to pick up another desert
cache for Imperial
County . I retraced my tracks back to 111 to continue
north toward the Salton Sea .
Now for some reason I had the Salton Sea pictured as a beautiful sort of lake
surrounded by trees. Wrong – it was just
mostly deserted wind swept desert and I don’t believe I really got close enough
to see the water. I was on the west
side. I wish I had taken the east side
but with my notebook gone I wasn’t sure which county I was in and I didn’t want
to miss one. I don’t care to see that
area again. I did find one interesting
cache that was in a birdhouse. It
required about a ½ mile hike across sand dunes to a little oasis. I got another one for good measure that
entailed a mile hike.
At the north end of the Salton
Sea I turned northeast on Box Canyon Road . This was a pretty nice ride. The wind was still there but somewhat
diminished as I was down in a canyon for about 20 miles. Much of it was twisty and hilly with
virtually no traffic so it was a pleasant change. This road merged into Interstate 10 heading
east toward Blythe , CA .
I picked up a cache for Riverside County
before reaching Blythe that was much more difficult than I had
anticipated. First, it was on the wrong
side of the Interstate so I had to exit and backtrack. Then I had to park on the Interstate
shoulder, climb about a 45 degree 50 foot dirt hill only to discover the cache
was on the other side of a six foot chain link fence. There was nothing to do but climb the
fence. Of course there was a dirt road
just on the other side of the fence so there must have been a better way to get
there that my GPS didn’t know. After
finding this one I returned to my bike and had to continue in the wrong
direction until I found an exit to make a U turn. At least that took care of Riverside County .
I continued east on I-10 and soon was back in Arizona . I stopped just outside the town of Quartzsite to get a cache for La Paz County . A little ways out of Quartzsite I left I-10
and veered northeast on US 60 toward Wickenburg. I had been in desert country all day and I
was still in desert country. I stopped
for a couple of more caches before Wickenburg which were Travel Bug Hotels but
there were no bugs in them.
I arrived at the
Super 8 in Wickenburg about 4:00 pm. It
was a little different from most Super 8’s.
It was a western motif but very nice.
However, I now had a dilemma.
There is an actual physical cache on the state county challenges that
you have to log after you’ve done each county in order to get credit for the
challenge cache. This one was located on
the other side of Phoenix
about 40 miles away. I had all the
counties except for one which I would get the next morning so I could sign the
log and do the on line log after I had gotten that last county. I had to do that for Nevada as well. So I had to go get this cache now or early
the next morning. I decided to go for it
now even though I was a little worried about not having a light except the high
beam. I hoped I might get back before
dark which turned out to be very wishful thinking.
I made the 30
miles to Phoenix
quickly but it took forever to get to the other side through all the 5:00
o’clock traffic. It kind of reminded me
of Los Angeles
when I was there as a teenager. I never
saw any actual big buildings like you expect in a city just miles and miles and
businesses.
I finally got to
the other side of town and went up a big hill toward the cache. Near the end of the road was a locked gate
with an open walk through entrance. You
could see up the hill a big mansion set on the very top of the mountain. It reminded me of one of those fortified
mansions owned by the villain in the old James Bond movies. At this point the GPS indicated the cache was
.38 miles up toward the mansion. I
started walking but when I got near the mansion grounds there was another
locked gate. However, at this point the
GPS was pointing off to the desert canyon to the right of the fence. So I started down into the beautiful desert
canyon complete with big saguaro cacti.
As it turned out the cache was located up the other side of the canyon
on a peak or point at the very top. Most
of these final state challenge caches are relatively easy since you’ve already
done the work getting one in each county.
Not this one. Fortunately the cache write-up very accurately described
where it was located and I had no trouble finding it. I really felt good now even though night was
fast approaching. By the time I got back
to my bike it was almost dark so I had to use my high beam all the way back to
Wickenburg.
It was almost 9:00
pm before I got back to Wickenburg. I
went to a Denny’s for a fish dinner and then back to the motel where I logged
all my accumulated caches on the computer in the lobby. I was content but very tired having traveled 506 miles on the bike plus all the hiking on the final cache and in the desert
around the Salton Sea . I slept well. The picture after the birdhouse is the view from the first gate going to the final cache. [To be continued] M/W
All these stories of wind, dust, and danger make the ladies worry!
ReplyDeleteWell, since Hallie brought it up...
ReplyDeleteYes, it is worrisome. In the beginning he wanted to motocache the adjacent states. I was fine with Washington, Oregon, and Montana. But as he has gained experience and confidence, he has expanded his motocaching goals.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, as he ranges farther from home, it does give me pause. If he needed me for any reason, I couldn't get to him quickly or without help. But Mike has never been one to let what might happen stand in the way of what he wants to do.