Milk River & Leathbridge Pure Casino

We had stopped in Milk River on our last trip to Alaska and figured we would do it this time also.  It was a convenient place to get Canadian cash from an ATM there so we could pay for campgrounds that do not take cards, usually due to lack of internet service along the Alcan which prevents card processing.

This year was a bit of a fiasco.  I took my credit union’s ATM card to the same place that it worked the last time and this time it did not work, as that payment kiosk required a chip, and my card did not have one.   No issue, I had another ATM card from another bank and it had a chip.  But it too did not work!!  Only later I noticed that card had expired a few months before.

Now things were getting interesting.   I went back to the coach to see if I could find out the PINs for my usual credit cards, figuring I would get a cash advance; but when I checked, I had never set them up with a PIN.   I went online to set them up, and guess what?  That bank will only send a “new” PIN out by regular mail… to our house in San Diego, not to where we were, in Canada.  Now things were starting to seem serious to me.

Luckily for us, our friends Tami & Scott had decided to stay with us for one night in Milk River and Tami was able to get cash and really helped us out.  We wrote her a check and she did a mobile deposit.   Phew!  This really showed us how things can go wrong when traveling.  Seemingly innocuous things can really throw a wrench into your plans.

I guess we could have paid with our US cash to that particular campground, but I calculated I needed about $1,000 Canadian for the rest of the trip in Canada (up and down), and getting a new card may be impossible during this trip.  Not sure if they allow them to forward to our mail forwarding service.  I guess we will find that out in the next few months.

That night I woke up from a dead sleep around 2 am  remembering I had put a PIN on a card that I almost never use.   I checked in the morning and I had that PIN in my password manager,  Keepass.   That morning I drove over to a bank really early to take another $400 and it was declined.  Turns out the only bank in Milk River only takes MasterCard in their ATM and my card was a Visa..  Holy Smokes, this was getting tough.

The following morning I overhear Kathy and Tami on the phone saying something about Scott has to go back to the US to activate his Hotspot SIM card for data to work in Canada.   I had to go over and ask Scott what was going on as we had gotten it working late yesterday afternoon.  Turns out his Google Fi account had switched to unlimited data overnight and his Data SIM was disabled.   His call to Fi support was not helpful getting it to work, and they said he must go back into the States to activate it again.   I assumed he needed a U.S. cell tower, but that turned out to be incorrect, he just needed WiFi that was listed as being in the U.S.   My new Starlink system to the rescue!  We connected his laptop to my Starlink and was able to activate his data SIM.   So apparently the stop in Milk River was good for both of us.  🙂

Tami said we should follow them to their next stop instead of us staying in Milk River for a second night.  Kathy wanted to leave this place because the trees dropped sap and leaves and debris that stuck to Dusty’s feet, so we went with them.   We drove to a casino in Lethbridge, AB.   And happily for me, that Visa card worked in one of their ATM’s!!  What an ordeal.  But finally I had a way to get a bit of cash if needed later.    Turns out that bank card has a maximum of $375 of cash advance, which is $500 Canadian.

While camped/parked at the Pure Casino, we enjoyed lunch, and the next morning we went in for the $5 breakfast.   The funny part about breakfast was the night before we decided to go at 9 am.  When we walked back to the doors we had use the afternoon before, we noticed the large print about them opening at 9:30 every day.  I guess we were truly “too poor to pay attention” for that one.

Also of note, when we got to Lethbridge, my Starlink knew we were in Canada, so Scott’s SIM activation may not have worked if we waited to do it then.

This was not a great way to start the adventure!  But it all worked out in the end.

Dillon to Great Falls Montana

The morning in Dillon was extremely cold (to us) 27 degrees at around 6 am.   When I woke up and saw that, I turned off my charger on the inverter.  I then went outside and turned off the solar panel output breakers and turned on the newly installed battery heater switch.  (I am so glad I installed the switch before we left)    I did this as my LiFePo’s should not be charged when they are colder than 32 degrees.   They probably have a low temp protect circuit, but do I trust it?  Nope.

Around 10 am we got on the road heading toward Great Falls, MT, to meet with friends that were also going to Alaska.   We aren’t traveling with their group after checking how many miles they were traveling each day on the Alcan.  It’s  just too far each day to drive, taking into consideration our knowledge of the roads once you get past Dawson Creek.   We chose to go with another couple we met in Alaska the last time we were there and had caravan’ed with for a couple months on and off,  Larry and Sue.  They tend to drive shorter distances on the really rough roads that we will likely encounter on the Alcan, but  most importantly,  they are really fun people to travel with!

The drive from Dawson Creek (beginning of the Alcan) to Tok, Alaska,  is over 1,200 miles (not km) and they only get a couple months of the year to fix it, so all the construction for the year is happening when you are driving it.   They pave it with dirt and rocks, so it can be a real mess.

We got to the campground in Great Falls and ended up in a spot just a couple slots up the hill from our friends Tami and Scott.  We also got to meet the people they are traveling with and got to spend a few days enjoying being with the group before we all head on this great Alaskan adventure!!!  And to our delight most of them know how to cook and we got to share a few dinners with the group, which were impressive meals.

Cedar Pocket to Dillon Montana

We left that beautiful campground early on Saturday morning and headed toward Spanish Landing’s Lincoln Beach campground for one night.   It was a fairly long drive (for us) and along the way we made a stop at a Mormon church to park and eat lunch.  We had stopped here on the way north last year when it was a lot hotter as it had shade and lots and lots of lush grass.  (here are the coordinates: 39.245978, -112.105940 )

After stopping we headed the rest of the way to LB.  It was about 12 miles off the freeway right on Utah Lake.  It was a great spot for the night.  It was listed as dry-camping but there was a water spigot in our site.  (#9)  I saw a few other spigots also.  On the drive out there we noticed a lot of flood land, and based on the fencing, figured it was normally dry but all the rain storms this winter probably had been the reason.

The next morning we headed off toward a Casino with a campground in Fort Hall, Idaho for two nights,  I decided to do this long drive from SD to Montana with a one-night stop, then a two-night stop and repeat that till we got to Great Falls.

It was a fairly nice campground, and I would probably stay there again.  Although the placement of the utilities made hooking up the sewer hose difficult.   So far I am very impressed with the Starlink In Motion dishy.  It’s been flawless.  Even here it’s doing well with a few trees that should be blocking it, but no outages logged while here for 2 nights.

After a two-day stint where we picked up some groceries and I got my hair cut, we headed off to Dillon, Montana.  Prior to getting to Fort Hall, I was still planning on camping right on the Big Hole River about 40 miles north of Dillon.  As we got further north each day, we noticed most of the rivers we crossed were very high and I guessed that a BLM campground right on the river right now might be a poor choice to overnight at,  so I opted for a campground we had stayed at a few years ago in Dillon.

When we woke up this morning and it was 27 degrees, I was very happy to have 50 amp power to get the temperature up inside and not have to depend on very cold batteries to do all the heavy lifting that morning!   I had forgotten that the park (Southside RV) had train tracks right next to it until I heard a low rumbling sound and rolled up the shade to see 5 locomotives going by at about 5 mph.   No whistles and so slow I had no idea what the sound was.   Apparently it has to slow down to a crawl to stop a couple miles north in downtown Dillon.   After a bit, the train cars were stopped (very long train with those 5 engines)  Then about 10 minutes later it started moving away slowly.  Then we were off to meet the group in Great Falls!

 

Barstow to Cedar Pocket

We got an early start (for us)  and set the GPS to that $3.99 Maverick gas station in North Las Vegas.   Of course it was $4.09 when we got there, but it was still much cheaper than anything around it.   But that was where the fun began.

We pulled into the truck bays and their always problematic large nozzles.   The first thing that happened when I started pumping was a big fuel burp splashing out about a pint of diesel on the ground.  (and side of the coach)  I should have known that was just the beginning of a shitty fueling experience.   I filled up the first $175 and the pump shut off, so I had to put the credit card in again and restart the pump.  Once I got it going again, I noticed fuel dripping off the hose at the bottom of the U (between the pump & coach nozzle)  and as I looked at that to see where it was coming from, it started to get worse.  I mean a lot of fuel was dripping; and with the wind that day, it was spraying the side of the coach.   It was coming from the fitting at the top where the hose meets the physical gas pump.  I started thinking that it might just break off up there and spray fuel everywhere and that might be a real disaster, so I shut off the pump and we drove over to a different one to get the last 60 gallons pumped in.

Here are two short videos to give you an idea how much fuel was spraying out of that pump.

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I had never seen anything quite like that, and this station was VERY new.  Based on the Google Satellite and street views, it wasn’t there 2 years prior.

I started the new pump and made sure all was working as it should, then I walked back over to the original bay and moved a cone into the driveway so others wouldn’t use that lane.   Just then an employee was walking around and I showed him what was happening.  There was a LOT of fuel on the ground now.

He called in and had them shut down that pump and made sure I had placed the cone in the right spot.

So far this has been an eventful start to our trip..

We drove the rest of the way (~2hours) to our campground and it turned out to be a very nice place.   There is a huge canyon you must drive thru on the I-15 just south of St. George, Utah.  The campground I picked turned out to be in the canyon and it was a beautiful place.  It was a BLM campground, no hookups for our 2-night stay.   I had picked site 25 to reserve thru recreation.gov as the sat view had it as far from the highway as you could be in that campground.  And it was right on the Virgin River and even had a large pavilion with a picnic bench.   After looking at all the other sites, this was clearly the best site in the place.

Heading out for Alaska trip 2023

We headed out around 11 am on Wednesday morning, drove over to our local Chevron Station to add 25 gallons of fuel at a really good price using the Chevron Rewards app that my son told me about and then hooking up the car to get on the road.   We got back on the road going on noon and immediately realized I didn’t bring my new sunglasses!  I wasn’t going to travel 6 months without them, so we headed back home to find them.

On the way home, Kathy noticed we had also forgotten the weather station, which is crucial on our trips.  What a rough start!

After searching for a long time for my sunglasses, I got a flashlight and found they had fallen between the seat and the console to the rear in my truck!!   In the process of looking everywhere in the RV though, we had extended the small bedroom slide so Kathy could look to see if they had somehow been put back there.  (I had thought I put them in the RV on the dashboard.)

We got back on the road and I was just getting onto the I-15 north when I noticed that BR slide was still out.  OMG!!!   I pulled over and we pulled it in.  Wow, never did that before!  Geez.

The rest of the drive to Barstow was pretty uneventful till we got to Victorville.   Ahead of me was a large truck and I noticed kids on a bridge ahead looking suspicious.  Just then one of them dropped what looked like a rock about 5″ across to try to hit the truck in front of me.  I leaned on the air horn, which shocked them, and they started running.  Luckily it didn’t look like the rock hit the truck and more luckily, us.   That night we stayed at the Barstow KOA.  We had stopped there before and it was a fairly decent place for the night.

A little more on the fuel situation…  We try not to fill our 150 gallon tank in California due to the $1 extra tax they add per gallon, so we last filled our tank in Tucson in March on the way home from the Escapade rally.    The cheapest fuel here in San Diego was $4.49 a gallon.  Most places were way over $5.  The Chevron near our house was $5.39, so driving the 2 miles to the next one was a good plan.   Add in the $1 per gallon discount on the first 25 gallons was nice.   That allowed us to make it to North Las Vegas where Gas Buddy told me fuel was $3.99 a gallon.  When adding at least 120 gallons of fuel, even 50 cents a gallon difference saves enough for a great lunch or a cheap dinner out.   I just like to look at prices along the route we are taking to know where to fill up.

2023 Escapade (Tucson)

Drove over to Tucson for Escapade this spring.   Met up with friends Tami and Scott and traveled in together so we could park next to one another.   We were escorted out to the fence line on the south 40 of the property.   Not sure if it was a further walk to the main buildings than the last time we attended, but it sure seemed like it.   I guess you need to know someone to get reasonably close camping.

After our arrival  Saturday morning, I deployed my new 4-panel suitcase to see how well it worked with the sun relatively low in the sky.  It was pretty windy that morning, so I had to employ my newly installed D rings and large lag screws to hold them down.  And lucky for us I did that,  because it only got windier as the week went on.   A couple of the days were pretty cloudy, and by the evening on the second day of clouds, my batteries were around 40% SOC.  Not a great starting point for the sun going down, better if it’s just coming up.

We were in the solar area and were not supposed to run our genny; but I decided no one was around to hear it and ran it for a couple hours, bringing the batteries up to ~90%.   7 days of boondocking and I needed to run the genny for 2 hours.  If it hadn’t  been very cloudy for a couple days in a row, I would not have needed the genny.  And I may have not needed it when I used it, but I had never let them get below 40% since I put them in back in 2019.   The below screenshot shows that 400 watts of panels putting out a respectable 364 watts of power at noon one of the days.

We got to test out the new Power Watchdog on the way there and back and our new roller shades in the front area of the bus.  I can’t believe I didn’t get a picture of the new solar suitcase deployed.   It really worked out very well for helping to keep the batteries topped off.

Newport Beach then back home.

We drove down from San Dimas on a Saturday morning and the traffic made me wonder if it would have been worse Friday during rush hour.   We arrived before noon and wasn’t sure if they were sticklers about check-in time.  Turns out they are not and we got to our site for the next few nights within a few minutes of noon.

The site I had chosen was long enough for us and was wide enough to fit the car next to us with room to spare.   It wasn’t overlooking the water, but as we were in town to see the kids, we didn’t expect to be here that much.   The place turned out to be very nice.  I was pleasantly surprised as the reviews were very mixed.

This campground is a few minutes from the kids’ house, so it was a very convenient place to stay while visiting them.  Really nice walkway around the bay.  Kathy and Dusty enjoyed going down there every morning and afternoon.  We had a great time seeing Chris and Shelly and going out on the town!

The Dash Down Interstate 5

We drove down Interstate 5 about 220 miles, through Sacramento, past Stockton, and to Kit Fox RV Park in Patterson, CA.  Surprisingly, Patterson was a busy place.  We had the first pull-thru with a bit of green grass right out our front door.   The freeway was about 1,800 feet away, but the noise made it seem a lot closer.   It was very convenient for a single night, no need to unhook and was easy in and out.   Just needed to be a bit further from the freeway.

The following morning we headed the 200 miles to Bakersfield River Run RV Park.   I had asked for a pull-thru and they screwed up the reservation and all they had were back-ins.  But the next morning I saw that had been bull shit as there were still a few unoccupied pull-thru’s when we left.

The drive into the area was pretty rough and looked like we were heading into an industrial park.  I won’t bother stopping here next time.  I was totally underwhelmed by their service and location.

The next morning we headed toward San Dimas to camp for a night at Bonelli Bluffs RV Resort and Campground.   I was shocked how nice this place was.  Way up on a hill with views in all directions.  Lots of lush grass too!   I will try to stay here again!   The next morning we headed south to Newport Dunes Resort, our last stop before getting back home for the winter.  

Seven Feathers

On our way down interstate 5, we stopped for a night at the Seven Feathers Resort.  We had been there before and I was looking forward to going back to the Mexican place we ate at the last time we were there, but we ended up making something in the bus and skipped going out.  Really nice RV park and especially dog friendly for Dusty!

The picnic tables were changed out since we were there the last time.  Kind of an odd replacement choice in my opinion.  Kathy took advantage of their nice laundry facility and washed a lot of our larger items.  (But killing stink bugs was the highlight.  They came out of the slides when the weather warmed up.  Yuck!)

 

 

Renee & Micks Homestead

We stopped by Renee and Mick’s homestead on our way back home this summer.   Luckily, Renee mentioned I shouldn’t be concerned when I saw a gravel road to go down.   When I saw it, I was concerned for a few seconds; then realized that if they could get their coach in there, I shouldn’t have an issue as they are probably 1 foot taller and 5 foot longer.   It was very tight going, narrow and completely tree-lined, very close on each side of this long one-lane gravel road.  I wondered what would happen if somebody came the other way.  Luckily no one did.   There wasn’t anywhere to pull off that I saw.  Within a few minutes, I saw their motorhome and was glad we made it there.   Mick came out to point out a few places where we could park.  We drove the bus over top where they will be building the house.

I could not believe how much work they had done in the short time since they bought that forested land:   Removing about an acre of trees, which would be no small feat; bringing in power; drilling a well; installing a septic system and leech field.  And they were traveling and working a lot of the time!

Renee had insisted she make dinner the night we were there.  I had assumed we would go out or at least get takeout.  But as we got there, I realized she was right, as we were driving away from the freeway, there wasn’t anywhere nearby their homestead for takeout or dine in.

We got to see the foot print for their house and shop building.   I learned that the building department does not allow them to build the shop first, but have to build the house then the shop.   I thought it would be nice to build the shop, pull their motorhome inside out of the weather, and then build the house; but the local building department won’t allow them to do that.

After a very nice dinner, we discussed interesting happenings and some of the travails of motorhome travel.  They had an incredible experience when pulling into a wedding venue and the dip at the entrance lifted their drive wheels off the ground so they were stuck and needed a large wrecker to pull them off.  The most interesting part was their motorhome manufacturer installs rollers at the rear of the coach for just such a scenario.  Without rollers, I would guess there would have been substantial damage to the undercarriage.   Yikes!

The next morning we said our goodbyes and headed back out that gravel road to find some pavement and get to our next stop at 7 Feathers Resort.  Hope to see their beautiful home after it is completed!!