Calico Ghost Town, California
One final visit from Richie and Gabby before we pull out on Saturday morning. Have to get those last hugs!
Pulling out of the park, we cheer as we drive over those damn speed bumps one last time!!!
We're expecting winds in the desert, and the last ten miles of 30 mph+ sustained side winds are "unpleasant". Fortunately, although the official check-in time is 4 PM, we're able to get into our site at Calico Ghost Town Campground before noon.
Unfortunately the site is horribly sloped and we seriously consider just riding out the wind and leaving the next morning. We end up staying - it's like living in one of those "mystery shacks" - but we make the best of it.
The campground has one loop at the front for those with ATVs where there is direct access to lots of trails. We're in the loop "around the corner" with a large restroom/shower and concrete seating thingy in the center. There's acres of desert all around, but the two dozen children play here - it's weird, and loud. Sites are very tight, and all are sloped. This loop has FHUs with 30 amp, rock fire rings, and all the other sites have a picnic table. As much fun as we have during our stay, I'm not sure we'd stay here again.
|When we didn't have neighbors.....|
We eat at the only thing open in Yermo other than gas stations, Peggy Sue's Diner, which is always busy.
|Five dining rooms full of music and movie memorabilia.|
|It's a big playground with plenty of designated trails.|
|The colorful hills are filled with old mines marked with several No Trespassing signs. We don't need to go there.|
|More than a little creepy is a vent pipe in the middle of nowhere. No other signs of any building here, and the pipe goes deeper than my flashlight beam. No one answers when I call......|
|The pink and white spikes give these interesting cactus a peppermint look. We only see a couple.|
|We used to have a lot of desert holly in the area where I grew up, but this is the first place I've seen it in years.|
|Mother Nature makes the prettiest floral arrangements.|
|There are white, lavender and yellow daisies.|
|I wonder where the little bees go when the flowers disappear?|
|Wrapped in the quiet of nature with no other people in sight.|
|An interesting "mud arch".|
|Scanning for critters from up top.|
|Sunday traffic on I-15 visible from a hilltop, while we stay and play. Life is good.|
|Piper adds her own color to the landscape.|
|The deep green looks like moss, but is the color of the rock.|
|The wonder of nature,|
|and the gifts we find when we take the time to look closely.|
|This section has zero vegetation, and its own stark beauty.|
|The fun of getting to the other side, much rougher than it looks.|
|Signs of un-intelligent life. Yes, a helium tank.|
|We climb this little hill, and find|
|Seemingly endless possibilities to explore.|
|Different perspectives on the return drive.|
|Love the muted blue and purple.|
|Sometimes it's not what's around the corner.|
|Sometimes it's the corner itself.|
|It never gets old.|
|The street fills on weekends and holidays.|
|1888 Ahrens steam fire engine.|
|The restored church keeps watch over the little mining town. Current population: 6.|