I had this campground in mind on the other side of Phoenix near Superior, Arizona, a four hour drive. Once there we were done and just wanted to park. It was a lumpy bumpy road through the campground and had the appearances of a homeless encampment. I looped around figuring one night would be okay and looked in my mirrors. No Amanda. Where did she go?
I went back out and up the road where I found her parked between these two signs. There was no cell service but she had vainly sent me a text: “I’ve been here before! Yikes!!”
She had come here before my herself and didn’t feel comfortable down there.
I was fine staying where she was. I just wanted to stop and have my tea.
Across from where we camped.
to be continued