Going from the pristine, Technicolor fairyland of “holy Mount Zion” to the stark, monochromatic hills of Lake Havasu City was a bit of a shock. Just rolling into town, seeing the “Elevation, 450 ft” made me swallow hard. So arriving at the boondock location along a rough, dusty white-rock road left me in a bit of scenic withdrawal. Continue reading
SARA’s Crack, that is. The “Special Activities and Recreational Area” in Lake Havasu. I left Zion a little early this year to attend a Thanksgiving Feast in Lake Havasu City with Joel and his family, my long time friends from the northeast, twenty years back. Since I have decided to leave the Winnie in Phoenix again this holiday season and fly back to Texas, Lake Havasu was on the migratory path. Continue reading
Just to the south of the spring break setting of Lake Havasu, I find a place much more to my liking. Oh sure, there is still plenty of noise nearby, with a Motocross race track and a shooting range in the area. But if one is willing to wander a bit, it is possible to enjoy the gorgeous lake views without getting caught in the mayhem of the masses. Just two miles Continue reading
I have been curious about Lake Havasu City ever since my long time friend Joel moved here sixteen years ago from New York (well, Connecticut, actually, but he will always be the consummate New Yorker to me.) I met Joel in a smoky Manhattan “dive bar” back in the early 90’s at a SCUBA diving club meeting. Continue reading