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| Climbing out of the secret camp at Senator Wash Lake with some windshield issues |
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| the towel swans of the historic Coronado Motor Hotel in old town Yuma |
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| Our secret and special camp at Senator Wash Lake |
Off to Yuma to see a man about a charger. Found him in the person of one Jason and he reset the parameters for the system claiming they were all messed up and then proceeded to add a relay and wires to the house battery from the engine alternator and once the truck was running it will recharge the house battery. So S and I rode the bikes through some rather interesting residential architecture and a lunch of fish and chips from Mr. Fish across the street. Shortly there after we paid the 200 $ fee to CJ and set off for Yuma 15 miles to the west so as to take a second night in a hotel this trip and which in this one a 10 $ extra gets the pooch in the room. We stayed at the Coronado before and had the free breakfast down the street at Yuma Landing est, 1938. The Del Sol Market of the huge bags of tortilla chips but no salsa no pico lumes across the street blocking the setting sun. This evening we went to find a drink first at Yuma Landing and it turned out to be happy hour so we settled in but the fat guys fighting in a cage and the angry woman sitting next to me kept me from focussing on my ipa that I did't quite catch the name of. The bartender was nice but she was having a hard time keeping up and she ran out of tonic. We broke out of there and slid across 5 lanes of traffic to another known spot, Tacos Mi Rancho.
We seek out a giant RV show in Phoenix tomorrow followed by a hike out to San Diego and its hinterlands. Leaving SD we will seek Tucson to meet the daughter who is cold and looking to be resuscitated.
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