The departure this morning was completed quickly and early. A good healthy breakfast of donuts helped us quite a bit. After the customary rearranging of items, especially those that decided to fly all over the RV on the first day of the journey, we left Fresno.
Our route took us down Highway 99 to the smoggy and hot town of Bakersfield. (Any of you who may live in Bakersfield, you have my pity.) We took Highway 58 over the Tehachapi Pass, through the Mojave Desert. A high desert is an amazing, and beautiful, thing in its own way. There were lots of Joshua Trees and Mesquite bushes dotting the otherwise sagebrush dominated landscape. Large sandstone formations reached for the sky, leaving massive boulders strewn around their bases.
We stopped in Kingman, Arizona, at an RV park that has a nice pool, which the kids have already utilized. Thomas and I took a couple mile bike ride through town, looking at the sights. The night is warm, as is common in a high desert, and we older kids are sleeping outside.
As we are not planning on making any stops until Carlsbad my reports are going to be somewhat scarce when it comes to interesting details, or grand adventures. The high point so far has been the completion of Focus on Family Radio Theatre's rendtion of The Magician's Nephew. It is a very well done radio program, and follows the book nearly verbatum. If you have never heard it I would highly recommend finding it somewhere.
Dinner is ready. In honor of being in Arizona we are having tamales!! More tomorrow.
Here is a picture of our favorite road so far:
Mom's Corner: The trials and tribulations of living in an RV - after going to the pool with the kids, I started the tamales (reheating of course). I had some in the oven, some in the pressure cooker, and some in the microwave as space did not allow them all in one place. The microwave went out because we had both air conditioners going and we are on 30 amps. This meant absolutely nothing to me, except we cannot run the AC and microwave. Dave reset the breaker. After 20 minutes I discovered the oven had not lit, (first time using it on the trip) while Ben was lighting it I smelled burning and found the pressure cooker had run out of water. We managed to start the stove and I started serving the little ones the tamales from the pressure cooker. They were so steamed they began to fall apart. Then I dropped one in the sink with the dish water. Okay, this sounds like a comedy of errors.
Tomorrow I will laugh about it; today I will just pray for peace!!
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