It’s Going to Be a Quiet Week

We are now at Alamo Lake State Park.

It’s not much of a campground but we have full hookups,

and if no one comes to the spaces next to us, a nice view of the lake and mountains on the other side. The pointed mountain is Artillery Peak.

This may be the most remote campgound we’ve been to in the U.S. It’s 41 miles out the only paved road to the nearest town, Wenden, AZ, which is so small it doesn’t even show on this map.

Across the lake from us…

you can just see some buildings. They are 2.2 miles from where I sit, according to Apple Maps.

But it is 117 miles to drive there. There are wilderness areas at either end of Alamo Lake and no roads. And the route shown includes primitive roads, which is why the average speed predicted is 35 mph.

There are several campgrounds and quite a few campers scattered around the park. Most people seem to come for the fishing. This is supposed to be the best bass fishing in Arizona; though if you think of Arizona you probably don’t think of bass fishing, so I’m not sure how good it is.

Bud is thinking of getting a temporary license and fishing from shore, so we may see.

A lot of campers are leaving today, so this place is going to be very quiet.

The only ones left making noise are these guys, the wild burros.

Alamo Lake was created when the Bill Williams River was dammed in 1968. Bill Williams was a trapper who trapped beaver here (it surprised me to learn that before the white people trapped them out there were beavers and their constructed wetlands in the southwest).

After the trappers came miners, and they brought burros to carry their equipment. That was at the turn of the previous century and the burros have been here ever since. Now there are enough of them that the herds have to be thinned from time to time. You can adopt one from the government if you want.

We aren’t leaving here until Friday, so meanwhile I’ll enjoy the human made trails,

and the burro trails,

and sharing the peace and quiet with the burros.