mkitchen
Explorer
The batteries in the Toyota are fine and the batteries in the trailer are fine but mine and Mo's were sorely in need of a re-charge. We have not been out on an overnighter since Thanksgiving and we had to get out of town for a while. I had to work one of my weekend days last weekend and since overtime is a big no no, I got to take off this Friday as well as my normal weekend. So off we went to do the Mojave Road, east to west.
We left Kingman AZ at a little after 3:00 pm and we were in Bullhead city a little after 4:00. A quick stop at Humberto's for some burritos and over the river to the Avi and the start of the trail.
The reservation's version of a road site rest stop. The table was from a wire spool and the seats were from worn out disk blades with backs welded on. Not a bad idea and they certainly will hold up for a long time.
After the res, we crossed over Needles Highway and then across some more desert till we hit Highway 95. From this point we were free from signs of pavement for some time (just what we wanted). Just a bit of a side note but we do a lot of our travels on a solo basis. Mo and I know that it is not too smart to travel alone but we enjoy being out on our own and being responsible for just ourselves and the three stooges. We get to stop when we want and take off on a walk or hike if the desire hits us. I am not recommending this type of travel but it is what we enjoy. We also enjoy our comforts hense the AT trailer that seems to follow us to most places.
We found a nice spot to camp right at the base of Jedidiah Smith knoll. We had a great view of the valley to the east of us and could even make out the highway by the vehicle lights but they did not overwelm. The stars did impress us though. Twas a good night for star gazing. Just a couple of shots before it got too dark for pics.
The next morning we headed up to Paiute Springs and toured around the springs and the fort that was there almost 150 years ago. I don't believe that this post was a highly sought after location. Shortly after it was built, the mail route that it was defending, was re-located further south and the fort was decomissioned. Like all who live in the desert, Mo and I are attracted to green and paiute springs provided a lot of green. At least a lot of green for the Mojave desert.
There was a lot of pictographs on the rocks around the spring. The drawings here are significantly different than those we have seen in our travels in Arizona. Still very interesting though. Anywhere indians gathered they tended to draw. Some say to leave messages but I believe that they also just enjoyed expressing themselves. Possibly both, eh?
I guess that living in the Mohave desert (yeh, in Arizona we spell it with an H), I have a problem getting too excited by vast desert and to be honest, I believe that there are more scenic areas here in my home area. The history is what makes this route so very interesting to me. As I travel across in a comfortable vehicle, I think of those who have come across on a horse or team and wagon, worrying about every waterhole along the way. The great adventurers of earlier times impress me greatly.
I guess it wouldn't be a journal account of the Mojave road without the bus photo included. Actually I can remember Mo and I living in a bus that was about the same size and not too much newer than this one. Mine was a 53 and I am thinking this one is a 46/47. Ah, but that is another story for another time.
We left Kingman AZ at a little after 3:00 pm and we were in Bullhead city a little after 4:00. A quick stop at Humberto's for some burritos and over the river to the Avi and the start of the trail.

The reservation's version of a road site rest stop. The table was from a wire spool and the seats were from worn out disk blades with backs welded on. Not a bad idea and they certainly will hold up for a long time.

After the res, we crossed over Needles Highway and then across some more desert till we hit Highway 95. From this point we were free from signs of pavement for some time (just what we wanted). Just a bit of a side note but we do a lot of our travels on a solo basis. Mo and I know that it is not too smart to travel alone but we enjoy being out on our own and being responsible for just ourselves and the three stooges. We get to stop when we want and take off on a walk or hike if the desire hits us. I am not recommending this type of travel but it is what we enjoy. We also enjoy our comforts hense the AT trailer that seems to follow us to most places.

We found a nice spot to camp right at the base of Jedidiah Smith knoll. We had a great view of the valley to the east of us and could even make out the highway by the vehicle lights but they did not overwelm. The stars did impress us though. Twas a good night for star gazing. Just a couple of shots before it got too dark for pics.


The next morning we headed up to Paiute Springs and toured around the springs and the fort that was there almost 150 years ago. I don't believe that this post was a highly sought after location. Shortly after it was built, the mail route that it was defending, was re-located further south and the fort was decomissioned. Like all who live in the desert, Mo and I are attracted to green and paiute springs provided a lot of green. At least a lot of green for the Mojave desert.





There was a lot of pictographs on the rocks around the spring. The drawings here are significantly different than those we have seen in our travels in Arizona. Still very interesting though. Anywhere indians gathered they tended to draw. Some say to leave messages but I believe that they also just enjoyed expressing themselves. Possibly both, eh?



I guess that living in the Mohave desert (yeh, in Arizona we spell it with an H), I have a problem getting too excited by vast desert and to be honest, I believe that there are more scenic areas here in my home area. The history is what makes this route so very interesting to me. As I travel across in a comfortable vehicle, I think of those who have come across on a horse or team and wagon, worrying about every waterhole along the way. The great adventurers of earlier times impress me greatly.



I guess it wouldn't be a journal account of the Mojave road without the bus photo included. Actually I can remember Mo and I living in a bus that was about the same size and not too much newer than this one. Mine was a 53 and I am thinking this one is a 46/47. Ah, but that is another story for another time.

Last edited: