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| no partners | | Last Destination of my long getaway. Spent 4 days/3 nights at Alamo Lake State Park. Car Camped, but took a site that had Water/Electric just because the site was so nice and had one of the best views of the Lake, including the Pelicans that were frequenting the Cove below me.... 
As I drove from Burro Creek to Alamo Lake, I took Highway 71 which cuts across from Highway 93 to Highway 60, bypassing Wickenburg completely, intersecting 60 at Aguila. I was still about 4 miles from the Highway 60 Intersection when I see this Arch, south of Aguila. Very prominent and it kept my attention until I was probably 3 to 4 miles out of Aguila...  
I had a reason for picking Alamo Lake as a destination on this Trip, in fact, it was the primary destination and the entire reason for the Trip in the first place. I just didn't want to Camp there for the whole week, especially during the inclement weather earlier in the week. But now I was here and my reason will be clear in my last triplog, which will follow this one soon.
It was a pretty day, nice and warm when I arrived, with some on and off cloudiness. Before I even secured my Campsite, I spotted the Pelicans in a Cove and so I had to go down to try and get some pictures. There were at least a dozen of them, with a couple of Cormorants watching over the show as well... I finally got done with Photo Ops (at least temporarily) and got my Camp set up. Just enjoyed the late afternoon, interrupted only by Jackasses...What? Really! I had forgotten about the Wild Burros out here!!!  And apparently, people don't seem to bother them, because they were all around the Campsites and a family of 3 passed just below mine... I have not been to Alamo in almost 10 years, and although I do remember Burros out here back then, I don't think there were as many as there are now... So that night, I didn't just go to sleep to the Call of the Coyotes, but also to the Bray of Burros...
I woke up the next morning to Rain??? What???  Definitely did not remember this being in the Forecast...  I got my Tarp set up quickly, so I could at least move around a little without getting wet. It was a little chilly and I didn't really feel like Fishing in the Rain, (been there, done that), so I waited it out, under the Tarp, playing some Solitaire. Also went up to the Store, studied a few maps, and picked the brains of the Rangers there... By early afternoon, the Rain finally let up and I went Fishing... (Details to follow later) After I got done Fishing, the evening was shaping up for a possibly nice Sunset, so I picked out a spot, got the Tripod set up, and just enjoyed the evening, before going back to Camp. Got a nice Campfire going later and had dinner. The Songs of both the Coyotes and Donkeys continued...
The next day's activity will be entirely in my last Triplog. Met a nice couple who RV and they set up Camp in the spot next to mine. Again, like the RVers at Burro Creek, they immediately set up a Hummingbird Feeder and I'll bet, within 5 minutes of that, there were Hummingbirds fighting over who was going to get to enjoy the spoils... Enjoyed another nice Campfire that evening, and more singing from the local Wildlife, before hitting the sack. This would be my last night at Alamo Lake.
Next morning, got up, got the Escape packed up, took a little bit of time trying to get Photos of the Hummingbirds, and then took off for a little Tour. I don't think I have ever been to the Dam, except by boat, so I drove over to the Bill Williams Overlook and checked it out. I then took a driving Tour of the Cholla side of the State Park to scope out possible future Camp Spots. After a few Photo Ops there, I said a Final Goodbye, and took off down the Highway headed for home. Stopped a few times on the way back to 60, taking some "Research" photos along the way... Gaped at the Arch again, south of Aguila, when I passed through there too...  And then, before I knew it, I was home, with a great Trip under my belt. I have one more Triplog to do of Alamo Lake, and it will all be done...  |
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To my dismay, all of Pinto Basin was closed, and only the north section was opened. Even Big Morongo Canyon was closed, even tho I was able to seek in there for an hour or so.
