February 20, 2012

February 20, 2012

At 9:00 two workers came to wash and wax the coach.  It is the first time that anyone except Bill has tended to the motorhome.  It is getting harder and harder for him to keep up with the task.  Now that its all clean and tidy, he thinks he can keep up with it.  

It took them until after lunch to get the job finished.  We ate a late  lunch and then drove west on I-8 to do some caching.  There was a Power Run that started in Felicity, a small town just into California.  To call it a town is stretching the truth a bit.  

The founder of Felicity claims it as the “center of the world.”  There is a pyramid built over a “dot” marking the center.  People are invited to stand on the “dot” and make a wish.  Does all of this sound just a little far fetched?  The man who started all of this must have a never ending supply of money. 

We have visited Felicity several times in the past.  Today, the only “dot” we were concerned with was where a cache was placed, actually before getting to the town property.

We continued west on the I-8 frontage road toward Ogilby Road, finding a total of 20 caches along the way.

Before returning to Yuma, we drove to the south side of I-8 and took a back road.  We were searching for some dried plants that are the “remains” of the desert primrose.  After finding several good specimens, we headed across the desert to Yuma.

On the way west today we honked and yelled at the California state line.  Going back east two hours later, we forgot the state line routine.  We are really going to have to get our act together!