After our complete lack of success doing the laundry yesterday, we got going a bit earlier and took our 3 cubic yards of clothes down to the facility for cleaning. It was probably terrible for Peggy although it didn’t bother me much because she did all the work while I was holding down the fort in the Family Center. Oddly, it turns out that Peggy is able to do the laundry very quickly when she isn’t ably assisted by me.
After Peggy completed both her half and my portion of the laundry, we decided to take another exploratory drive around the Cottonwood area. This time, we decided to go east since we had already gone north to Sedona a couple times and had also gone west to Jerome and Clarkdale. That decision may not have been particularly wise because we found that there is an ample supply of nothing combined with bleak wasteland east of our RV park.
We revised our strategy and went west instead. Although we had already cruised through this area, we decided to give it another go. In Cottonwood we found a park adjacent to the Verde River which really isn’t very verde but mostly brown. In this park they have something called the “Jail Trail,” a properly descriptive moniker if there ever was one. The trail takes hikers out through some perfectly ordinary riparian areas next to the river so we wandered out for a bit before turning around and seeing the back side of the nothing we saw on the way out. It is a nice enough walk but the trail has been liberally sprinkled with dog doo so you should watch your step.
After enough strolling to ascertain there was nothing we wanted to see down the Jail Trail, we headed back to Verde Valley RV Resort after filling up Charlotte’s diesel tank at a Fry’s grocery where the price was a wonderful $2.19 per gallon. Soon we will be in the tarnished Golden State where gold is required to purchase fuel because it is impossible to carry enough cash to fill the tank.