Yucaipa, CA
Yucaipa, California.
Tucked away high in the San Bernardino Mountains, about 150 miles from Los Angeles. We rolled into our last stop before home.
At about 4,700 feet, the evenings are cold, but the days are clear, pretty and comfortably warm.
Fortunately, we had called ahead to inquire about the possibility of getting a handicapped campsite, and we got the last one. I say fortunately, because this RV Park is quite large and built on a sloping side of the mountain. Had we not had reservations, we might have been down at the bottom of the campsite with our little Batmobile and probably Peter as well struggling to make it up the hill.
In the tour book description of this campsite it claimed there were restaurants and shops across the street for which I was dubious about. But in fact, there they were.
This area is considered apple country (the fruit, not the computer) and we arrived right in the middle of the picking season. The area was reminiscent of the movie Cider House Rules.
Although we are closer to home than we have ever been, our wireless service for both Internet and cellphone are the worst. There are no satellite dishes in sight, and it's a bad sign when the campsite has a machine that charges you wireless Internet service by the minute.
As I said in the past, an item that always attracts me to a campsite is its restaurant. This one is more of a hamburger joint. It is quick on basic food without preparation or dishwashing. In addition, as I mentioned, there is a coffee shop across the street and a fairly large tourist restaurant about a block north of us. Unfortunately, we do have to get rid of some of the foods still in our refrigerator to avoid spoiling or bringing back into the house when we return.
The weekend activity level here is quite busy. About 10 vendors set up their booths to hawk their local wares, mainly handmade items for home use and gifts. Some of the local restaurants that are only open on the weekend attract a good crowd as well.
As Murphy would say – what did you expect? The last day of our visit the rain started and kept us inside most of the day. It gave us a chance to prepare for the unpleasant task of offloading when we get home.
It may be a short distance from Yucaipa to the Westside, but it always brings a flood of feelings with it – like reading the last page of a good book or watching the end of a great movie. You’re happy you did it but you didn’t want it to end, and you can’t wait till the next one.
Well, we always hope there will be a next one, but we live each trip as if it was our last and we did enjoy it.
Tucked away high in the San Bernardino Mountains, about 150 miles from Los Angeles. We rolled into our last stop before home.
At about 4,700 feet, the evenings are cold, but the days are clear, pretty and comfortably warm.
Fortunately, we had called ahead to inquire about the possibility of getting a handicapped campsite, and we got the last one. I say fortunately, because this RV Park is quite large and built on a sloping side of the mountain. Had we not had reservations, we might have been down at the bottom of the campsite with our little Batmobile and probably Peter as well struggling to make it up the hill.
In the tour book description of this campsite it claimed there were restaurants and shops across the street for which I was dubious about. But in fact, there they were.
This area is considered apple country (the fruit, not the computer) and we arrived right in the middle of the picking season. The area was reminiscent of the movie Cider House Rules.
Although we are closer to home than we have ever been, our wireless service for both Internet and cellphone are the worst. There are no satellite dishes in sight, and it's a bad sign when the campsite has a machine that charges you wireless Internet service by the minute.
As I said in the past, an item that always attracts me to a campsite is its restaurant. This one is more of a hamburger joint. It is quick on basic food without preparation or dishwashing. In addition, as I mentioned, there is a coffee shop across the street and a fairly large tourist restaurant about a block north of us. Unfortunately, we do have to get rid of some of the foods still in our refrigerator to avoid spoiling or bringing back into the house when we return.
The weekend activity level here is quite busy. About 10 vendors set up their booths to hawk their local wares, mainly handmade items for home use and gifts. Some of the local restaurants that are only open on the weekend attract a good crowd as well.
As Murphy would say – what did you expect? The last day of our visit the rain started and kept us inside most of the day. It gave us a chance to prepare for the unpleasant task of offloading when we get home.
It may be a short distance from Yucaipa to the Westside, but it always brings a flood of feelings with it – like reading the last page of a good book or watching the end of a great movie. You’re happy you did it but you didn’t want it to end, and you can’t wait till the next one.
Well, we always hope there will be a next one, but we live each trip as if it was our last and we did enjoy it.
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