At van camp, someone from Arizona recommended a Harvest Host “Old West” style saloon. I had made a note of it and we made a reservation. To our surprise, they had an actual RV park with electric/water hookups in back.
We ordered pizzas and drinks at the bar and chatted with the owners who had relatively recently purchased the place and were figuring things out.
Being the desert in March – temps dropped to freezing overnight. Before dawn, a crashing noise woke me up. It turned out the vacuum cups for the front bar disengaged and paddleboard fell. No longer quite trusting the system, we moved the paddleboard to the “hallway” inside for the rest of the trip.
