Yesterday we packed a lunch and headed for Crystal Hill in the Kofa Wildlife Refuge, which is nine miles south of Quartzsite. Crystal Hill is six miles from the highway on one of the roughest roads we’ve been on.
Crystal Hill is one of the few places where you are allowed to keep any crystal you find, you are not allowed to dig them up or use any tools to find them. we were told that the rock hounds have got most of them but it is possible to find little ones. We walked up the wash and scrambled up the hill looking for the glints of crystal.
Skip thinks he saw something.
A closer look.
We spent a couple of hours hunting, the biggest one I found had Coke imprinted on it, but we did find a few small ones, and had fun looking for them.
After we ate our lunch we drove back to Q, to let the dogs out and pack up the motor home for the move to Parker. We had everything ready for an early start this morning, just a matter of putting the dogs fence away. We had to go into Quartzsite this morning to dump the holding tanks and take on water, from there we only had a thirty five mile drive to Parker and the BLM campground beside the river. We did that and as we are pulling out of the water and dump place, Skip said maybe we should go to Yuma instead, so we turned left instead of right and drove to Yuma.. He was concerned with the American Thanksgiving being next week, that the small campground would be crowded already.
So we are back on Ogilby Road twelve miles from Yuma, actually we are in California. It is warm and there only a few RVs here. I guess Parker will wait for another time.