Home is where your chair is

Of course we brought one of Stumpy's chairs!


Stumpy had a rough ride down. The rig is a 1975 model, so pretty noisy to begin with. Add things falling out of storage and pots and pans clattering in cupboards. Well, Stumpy didn't get a wink of sleep the whole way down. As soon as her chair was set up, and we had a walk she made herself right at home!


We're in Quartzsite, Arizona for 3(ish) weeks, boondocking in a borrowed RV. I am camping with a group of Rubber Tramps.

Quartzsite is known as the snowbird capital of the world. It begins to transform in November. From a sleepy, desert town to a metropolis booming with RV's.

We're camped on BLM land, where camping is free but you/your vehicle should be self-contained. Many of the people I am here with have been doing this for years. Their vehicles are tricked out with the latest technology to survive, full time, off the grid. I hope to be joining them within the next year. It's one of the reasons I ended up in Dirtville.


You can see RV's dotting the land scape in this photo. We're about 7 miles out of town. The closer you get to town, the more congested the camping gets.


There's some fool parked about an 8th of a mile south of me with a bright blue strobe light on a 20-30 foot pole. What the hell is that about?

Anyways, it's supposed to get to 72 degrees here tomorrow. You'll find Stumpy baking in her chair, no doubt.

I'm on battery power, so my time on the internet is limited. I hope to keep in touch over the next couple of weeks. I run my generator in the earlier hours of the day to charge the house batter, my phone and laptops. The object is to not run out of stored electricity before bed. No solar power or storage in this unit. But you can bet there will be in mine!