Helen, Mortimer, and I drove out of White Sands, NM, looking forward to our next home on the road less traveled. This would be our first opportunity on this trip to spend more than three nights in one location. In addition, we would spend seven nights at the Voyager RV Resort in Tucson, AZ, for some real “glamping.”
We have stayed here a couple of times previously, usually in a pull-through site in the middle of the resort. This time, however, we were escorted to one of two campsites located in one of the neighborhoods containing homes for permanent residents and part-time “snowbirds.” We were a little concerned at first, thinking we would prefer a pull-through site, but we soon learned how convenient our new home proved to be. We were across the street from the swimming pool, the pickleball courts, showers, and the laundry room. We were set up for a great week! Even grumpy ol’ Mortimer approved!
Campsite 01-243 was a tight one to back into while avoiding a huge Palm. It required several attempts, but I eventually got straightened out, and we settled in. For our first night in Tucson, we enjoyed a meal of Costco footlong hot dogs—a fave of mine!
Helen planned to join the pickleballers on the first morning, but arrived on the courts just as everyone was leaving. She soon learned that pickleball matches begin around 7 a.m and end at 9 a.m when the temperatures approach 90° and continue rising. We experienced temperatures above 100° while there. Helen played pickleball the next morning and for several days thereafter, making new friends in the process.
Adjacent to the pickleball courts was the swimming pool and aquatics area. I wanted a break from the heat, so I walked to the pool. A spirited game of water volleyball was underway in the exercise pool. I was not noticed. The pool felt great, but the sun felt fierce on the delicate skin of this Southern Snowflake. I covered up when lounging. The pool became my daily activity.
Helen’s new pickleball friends insisted that she join them for an aquarobics class one afternoon. She suited up, donned her cap, and hopped right in. According to Helen, Janice, the class instructor, was a pro. She brought music and a long list of exercises, which she led without a break. I walked over to see what was going on and made it in time to capture the action. I received a robust welcome.
During our stay, a Blue Moon came over the resort, and I did my best to record it. Below are photographs of our street in daylight and one of it during the Blue Moon. We only get these once in a Blue Moon (chuckle).
In addition to the Blue Moon, the Tucson sky offered up some awesome sunsets for our viewing pleasure. The second one shown here was taken on our last night, and I did not spend one second editing it. What you see is what I shot.
We really enjoyed our time at the Voyager Resort. We left relaxed and ready for another adventure. Next stop—Lost Dutchman State Park in Apache Junction, AZ. It holds beautiful surroundings, so please join us. We’re Easin’ Along.
