Downhill to Kingman, Arizona

We woke early, had a quick breakfast and immediately got the coach ready to roll.  This KOA is like camping in a mudhole and it was not a satisfactory consumer experience.  Also, with another storm on the way, we wanted to get to a lower elevation asap.  By 8:30, we were on the road.

During the break check, we discovered another tail light on the Jeep was burned out.  This time it was on the right side and it must have something to do with the way the coach-to-Jeep connection is wired.  We have the bulb and will fix it when we get to Kingman, Arizona.

The drive to Kingman was about 120 miles, most of it downhill.  Aside from a little wind, the trip was uneventful.  Before pulling into the RV park, we stopped at the Flying J to tank the coach.   Ouch!  $2.30 per gallon for diesel.

The campground is a little older but is well maintained and has full hookups, including 50 amp service.  The ample space and firm site surface will be perfect to ride out any weather.  A quick check of GPS showed we had dropped to about 3,600 feet, which is well out of the snow-zone.

After stocking up on groceries at the local Smith’s, we cruised the town, such as it is.  Knowing the weather will turn ugly, we looked for a gym for our workout.  Being at altitude, we slacked off on the workouts and desperately wanted to get back to the routine.  Lo and behold, we found a small gym just off the main drag.  After explaining our situation and a quick tour, we cut a deal with the owner, Abe, to use the facility for two visits.  Abe turned out to be one of the local doctors and we suppose the gym was one of the local businesses he was involved with.  Finding out I was an accountant, he asked if I would be interested in doing his books.  I graciously declined the offer, but did listen to his assessment of the community.  Like many communities outside of California, retired folks are moving into the area in large numbers.  Abe is a smart guy and will do well in Kingman, Arizona.  I wish him well.

The rest of the evening was spent hunkered down in the coach waiting for the rain.