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Meet muchos amigos while RVing at Rocky Point, Mexico

The Wandering Individuals Network (WIN) gathered at the Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument north of Lukeville, Ariz., in preparation for an extended holiday at Rocky Point, Mexico. There was great anticipation and delightful excitement regarding the pleasant prospects of RVing in Mexico.

As the WIN caravan of 30 fifth wheels, Class A, Class B and Class C motorhomes crossed the border, my impression at the sight of the first filthy town in Mexico was to be totally depressed. The tacky town stretched south along Hwy. 8 with no end in sight.

My first thought was, I’ll just turn around at the first pull off and head north back into Arizona. What can be so inviting to a group of single RVers that it will encourage them to drive 60 miles through these small villages and isolated desert waste, past low mountains toward the northern tip of the Sea of Cortez?

After spending a few days at Rocky Point, that question has been answered. The beauty of the beach, the tranquility of the sparkling waters and the spectacular flights of pelicans and seagulls makes this a peaceful, positive place to be. It is a place to rest, relax and enjoy.

Forget the phone, the e-mail, the stress of any kind. Just adsorb the pleasant, quiet, coolness of the ocean breezes complementing the bright rays of the midwinter sun. What more may we want to sooth a stressed or troubled soul?

VHere are some of the sights and sounds you’ll find while camping at Rocky Point:

  • The placid, blue waters of the sea sparkling in the sunlight.
  • Thousands of seagulls, with the cries of the gulls.
  • The expanse of the blue sea and the ever changing shoreline with tide pools.
  • Shrimp boats slowly cruising in the Sea of Cortez
  • The wide, sandy beach that stretches far to the west and a mile to the east.
  • RVers trekking through the sand to Margarita time at the café next door.
  • The whisper of the sea on the evening breeze.
  • Pelicans flying in formation and later, in a feeding frenzy as the tide recedes.
  • RVs aligned to catch the sun with their solar systems perched on the roof of the RVs.
  • RVs parked to get the best view of the Sea of Cortez.
  • Vendors selling a multitude of objects.
  • A crew of workers sanding and painting an RV right on the beach with other RVs in very close proximity.
  • Child vendors selling candy and tripping after their parents.
  • My motorhome, angled to secure and protect an unrestricted view of the sea, the boats and all the activity along the beach.
  • New and older hotels and timeshares to the east and west of this well-situated RV campground.
  • WIN RVers visiting after arrival while vying to see who can secure the best location in the campground.
  • Small fishing boats motoring across the bay.
  • Memories of the brightly painted buildings along the highway leading into this town of Puerto Penasco, also know as Rocky Point. The buildings are either stark, unpainted, concrete block or are painted bright yellow, green, pink or a multitude of other colors.
  • A vendor just offered a Valentine sunset boat trip for me and my wife or if I have no wife he will supply the lady.
  • This vender stated that the shrimp season is near the end of the six month tenure and then the shrimpers have six months off.
  • Many vendors walk by the RVs and offer their goods, but are neither aggressive, nor obnoxious. Rather, they are friendly, colorful and seem to work hard as they trudge through the sand.
  • The faint music of the mariachi band playing loudly, but some distance from the campground.
  • With the low tide receding, the tide pools now provide food for the thousands of seagulls that have moved from the sandy lot just west of my RV into the pools for their evening meal.
  • An ancient, creaking wheelbarrow loaded with fresh asparagus stalks, with the vendor selling them at a dollar per bundle.
  • A Golden pathway, visualized as a wide, smooth, “yellow brick road” glides from the glow of the afternoon sun, paving a dazzling roadway across the Sea of Cortez as the tide flows out.
  • The most pleasing sound of the manager of the RV park quoting a low cost of $100 for two weeks of RV parking on this delightful beach, a very pleasant sound indeed.
  • Friendly words spoken by my nearest neighbor, a WIN.
  • A thousand gulls just arose from the tide pools with loud screeches and flapping wings only to circle a few times and resettle back in the pools to partake of a tasty dessert.
  • With a beautiful, golden sunset tonight, is there a chance of a green flash as the sun disappears? No, it didn’t happen.
  • Patterns in the sand as the tide recedes. Patterns of footprints of humans ranging from pigeon toed to splayed. Patterns of the water flow ranging from long, thin narrow channels to parallel ripples by the millions. Patterns of breathing holes of worms, clams and other sea creatures in the sand. Patterns of tide pools. Patterns of people and their dogs walking the beach.
  • Sounds of the loud, boisterous music of teenagers who party just outside the RV park from 9 p.m. to 5 a.m. on weekends.
  • The WIN couples who have been attracted to selected others, men or women and who walk, talk and spend time together by their choice or by default circumstances.
  • The cracking of burning logs at the fire on the beach as we watched the sunset over the sea.
  • Roaring engines of the flying quads overhead.
  • Horses sedately walking along the beach under the hesitant guidance of novice riders.
  • The sounds of bargaining with the vendors over the price of trinkets, blankets, belts and sunglasses.
  • Chatting with the do-gooders who are building a small and secure house for a needy family. This is a Mexican form of Habitat for Humanity.
  • Strolling through “Shacks Fifth Avenue,” moving from primitive shop to shop while wondering who buys all this junk.
  • RVers evaluating the diverse parade of vendors who are deemed qualified to offer their services to the RVs at the Concha campground. These services range from RV repair, paintings, upholstering, haircuts, firewood, propane, shrimp, fishing and sunset trips; virtually any of a wide variety of similar offerings.
  • Tastes of Puerto Penasco ranging from many Mexican restaurants offering food from two dollar tacos to high quality, white tablecloth meals. Bakeries featuring German pastries. Yes, the tastes of Puerto Penasco are diverse. Of course, the Margaritas flow.

There are several RV parks in Puerto Penasco. We stayed in the boondocking, dry camping Choncha RV park on the north end of the Sea of Cortez. Because we had a group of nearly 30 RV camping together the normal price of $10.00 per day was reduced for all members of our caravan. Each of us was charged $100 for two full weeks of camping.

The park manager, Eduardo, arranged a wide variety of services from his contacts in the town. He worked with several different vendors to provide fresh water, propane, RV repair, RV painting, whale watching, dinner cruises, etc. A waste dump site is available at the RV park.

Nearby, the Playa del Oro RV park offers full hookups and large sites near the beach for $35 per day or $600 per month. Two other RV parks are located on the southeast edge of the town where sites cost from $25 to $40 per day during the winter season in 2014. www.playadeoro-rv.com

For more information on camping at Rocky Point, visit www.puerto-penasco.com/rvparks.html.

For more information on visiting Rocky Point, visit www.mexico-rockypoint.com/camp_rv.html

Puerto Penasco

About Dr. Bob Gorden

Dr. Bob Gorden is an RVer, hiker and writer. He has a PhD in microbial ecology from the University of Georgia in Athens. He is a retired research scientist from the University of Illinois Natural History Survey. He has owned and operated more than 55 RVs of various types, and has visited every state, except Hawaii, in his RV. He also traveled by RV in New Zealand, Canada and Mexico. He currently owns and travels in a 1978 GMC 26-foot Class A and 2013 Thor ACE 30.1 Class A motorhome. He has a compelling desire to be “On the Road Again!”

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