A drive to my favorite place, that my dear sweet husband suggested we could just "swing by" on our way home (where "swing by" = tacking 3 hours onto our journey home, after two former long days of driving). All because he knows I love this place beyond reason.
Please ignore the bug-splatter windshield. Aren't the mountains pretty?
In 1970 my grandparents sold their bowling alley and left big city life behind when they bought a humble mobile home park below the Parker Dam on the Colorado River. We visited (from Northern California) at least once or twice per year. My brother and I usually spent one+ week per summer with my grandparents on the River.
And at least once a week, Grammy and I would drive into Lake Havasu City to get groceries. Each grocery run usually included lunch (with a rootbeer float!) at Dairy Queen, which was very yummy. This particular joint below did NOT exist on that piece of dirt when I was a kid. Or we wouldn't have been eating at Dairy Queen!
Meet the corniest tourist trap ever. We often stopped in there, too. They had a neat candle shop that I liked to rummage through. Grammy humored me. They also had a bunch of shops that sold "real pieces" of the London Bridge. oh bother.
It's only about a 30 minute drive between Lake Havasu City and my grandparent's place, but despite the gorgeous scenery, that seemed like a f-o-r-e-v-e-r drive when we were zipping along in Grammy's green Hornet without air-conditioning in 115* weather! All we wanted was to be back at the River and jumping in it.
This drive really hasn't changed much in 30+ years.
We always knew we were getting really close to home as we crossed the Bill Williams River (a tributary that dumps into Lake Havasu, which is just a dammed up portion of the Colorado River).
We had to just drive right by Grammy & Papa's old place. It was sold a few years back. No more mobile homes. Now it's six homes and a gate that blocks entrance (so no pretty sunset pics from the dock. sigh). But no problem. I figured we could just take nice sunset pics from the dam. But alas, there's high security on the dam now. No stopping. No pedestrians allowed. So this is the best I got. Too bad, so sad.
Over the dam, on the California side of the River, you can see their old place: the 4th & 5th docks from the bottom left.
And now there's just one more stop on our brief 2 1/2 day road trip - y'know, the 2 1/2 day roadtrip that I've turned into 12 days of posts :-). Last post tomorrow.