Squaw Lake – Missing?

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Squaw lake – The small bay next to the camping area – the boat launch and docks on the other side.

 

Lynda and I are retired so fortunately we can put down roots for an extended stay if we choose. After several days at one spot all my chores are done , I will often pass the time contemplating where other campers are from, how long they will stay and what they may be up to. I usually indulge in some not so stealthy investigations to facilitate my findings and then present them to my judge, Lynda for a ruling. She mostly rolls her eyes and shakes her head, indicating wrongly that I may have an overactive imagination. Squaw Lake – The Search

Mornings are the best, I am usually up and out of my rig earlier than most in the group except for ‘A’ who may be found at sunrise sitting reading in a camp chair near the remnants of last evenings campfire. A brisk walk with our dog Buddy is first on my morning routine so he can do his business, which I ALWAYS pick up?

As the sun pokes over the Arizona horizon I walk along the shores of Squaw Lake, a great way to start the day. One particular morning, as I strolled the shore checking out various types of fishing craft, I noticed a watercraft, I thought it strange at the time.

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Our camp at Squaw Lake our campfire pit is behind the large mesquite tree.

The desert sun shines every day making for a very pleasant afternoon, early mornings however can be near freezing, the water in Squaw Lake and the attached Colorado River are very cold. It would take a hardy individual to brave the temperatures on a watercraft (sea-doo).

After settling in at Squaw Lake most of the group spent the morning reading or just relaxing. A late morning wind picked up, and the group sought shelter behind our trailer. I was relaxing enjoying the view when a large older motor home slowly circled through the campground towing a watercraft.

A short time later the motor home returned without the watercraft and backed into a space next to us. I noticed an older gentleman and a younger woman with a dog emerge from the vintage RV. They appeared to approve of the camping spot and set up camp with minimal effort, only a couple of chairs, indicating their stay would be short.

The motor home was a bit of a contradiction. It was older, I’m guessing 20 to 30 years, but meticulously well kept. Usually the older RVs have issues, revealing neglect either from lack of concern or lack of funds.

My conclusion………… the driver had owned the rig since new, a thrifty person who prefers to maintain possessions rather than invest more money in the latest and greatest model.

The water craft and the dog indicated an active couple who enjoy outdoor activities and are not poor, a water craft is an expensive toy that sits dormant most of the year. Also they camped in the more expensive area, Squaw Lake, to have close boat ramp access.

The LTVA is only a mile away and camping is $40 for 2 weeks while the Squaw Lake paved camping area is almost double the price, although the ticket is valid for a year with 14 day stints.

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That evening our group was enjoying happy hour around the campfire as usual. The sun had set and darkness was quickly surrounding us. A short distance from our campfire was our new neighbor’s dark and lifeless rig, someone mentioned that the occupants had taken to their watercraft earlier in the afternoon.

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Happy Hour at Squaw Lake

Concern for them fell over the group. I explained how I had seen their water craft moored on the shore during my morning walk. A short discussion ensued, we agreed a quick investigation was in order. Perhaps our neighbors had returned from their excursion and had somehow left the campground unnoticed.

Although there had been no sign of another vehicle, which doesn’t mean they didn’t bring another as couples sometimes do, the wife may drive the extra vehicle. If the distance is not too great, usually a day’s drive or less..

Darkness was complete by the time a group conclusion was reached to check out where the watercraft was moored, . ‘H’ and I grabbed our flashlights and headed down the gradual dirt slope to the lake shore where I had seen the watercraft.

Although the shore was a short distance from our camp and I had just seen the watercraft moored that morning everything seemed different in the darkness. I was not a 100% sure of the exact spot. ‘H’ and I slowly scanned the dense brush along the shoreline with our flashlights looking for the watercraft or an indication of where it had been moored.

After just a few minutes we came to an opening in the brush revealing a large boulder sitting on the shore next to the shallows, I immediately remembered the boulder from the morning, the mooring line of the water craft had been attached to it.

The water craft wasn’t here, ‘H’ and I quickly checked the rest of the adjacent shore with no luck. After a quick discussion we headed to the couple’s dark  motor home, our thought was maybe they had returned to their rig without being seen and were inside sleeping?

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Squaw Lake shore line

We approached the motor home and knocked, immediately a barking dog crashed at the door, startling us.. It seemed unusual for the dog to be left unattended for so many hours.

‘H’ and I decided to talk to a couple of older men camped across the driveway from the motor home. We approached and asked if they knew anything about the couple across from them, shrugs was our answer although they did remembered the couple leaving in the afternoon on their watercraft.

‘H’ and I explained the situation and they agreed something was amiss. We left the guys to their beer and campfire. It was time to check the parking lot to see if by chance the watercraft had been loaded on the trailer.

The watercraft trailer was the only vehicle in the lot, and without its cargo. Our next task was to check with the camp host. He resided at the entrance to the campground in a large older, but well kept class ‘A’ motor home..

As ‘H’ and I approached we commented, no lights were visible from within. It was still early evening so we thought they were out for dinner or something. ‘H’ and I smiled to each other as we read the sign on the door window, “don’t come a knockin if this rigs a rockin”. Funny!

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Unexpected guesses at our campfire pit

We had met the caretaker and his wife on our arrival at the campground. The friendly couple seemed genuinely concerned we were happy with our location. They looked to be in their 70’s or better. This couple doing the nasty was the furthest thing from our minds.

I knocked and waited, a woman’s faint voice came from inside. “wait a moment, please“. Some shuffling noises and the door opened, the elderly man host filled the doorway. He stood rubbing his eyes as we filled him in on our concerns about the couple next to us. His face gradually changed from a sleepy look to a look of concern. He said he would call 911. ‘H’ and I headed back to camp, our work was done for now….besides we were missing happy hour and it was chilly away from the campfire.

We were not hugely concerned about the situation, it seemed unlikely there was a problem, the couple probably stopped to visit another camping area and were probably spending the night,…………. it was our hope?

I hope you enjoyed this article, it’s true.

The next segment of this situation will be published in a couple of days. I hope you will check it out.

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 Thanks for visiting.

Gord B.

 

We are retired so fortunately we can put down roots  for an extended stay, once all my chores are done I often pass the time contemplating where other campers are from, how long they will stay and what they may be up to. I usually indulge in some not so stealthy investigations to facilitate my findings and then present them to my judge, Lynda for a ruling. She mostly rolls her eyes and shakes her head, indicating wrongly that I may have an overactive imagination.

Mornings are the best, I am usually up and out of my rig earlier than most  in the group except for ‘A’ who may be found sitting at sunrise sitting reading in a camp chair near the remnants of last evenings campfire. A brisk walk with our dog Buddy  is first on my morning routine so he can do his business, which I ALWAYS pick up?

My early morning walks along the shore of Squaw Lake as the sun pokes over the Arizona horizon is a great way to start the day. One particular morning as I strolled the shore checking out various types of fishing craft tied along the shore, I noticed a watercraft, I thought it strange at the time.

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Our camp at Squaw Lake our campfire pit is behind the large mesquite tree in the background.

The sun does shine everyday and the afternoon temperature is usually quite pleasant, but the early mornings can be near freezing and the water in Squaw Lake and the attached Colorado River are very cold. It would take a hardy individual to brave the temperatures on a watercraft (sea-doo).

After we settled in at Squaw Lake, the day after traveling, most of the group was sitting reading or just relaxing. The wind had picked up so our trailer with western exposure and still a view of the lake provided shelter. I watched as a large older motor home circled through the campground towing a watercraft.

A few minutes the motor home returned without the watercraft and backed into a space next to our group. I noticed an older gentleman, a younger woman and a dog emerge from the vintage RV. They appeared to approve of the camping spot and set up camp although with minimal effort only a couple of chairs, indicating their stay would be short.

Anyway, their motor home was a bit of a contradiction. It was older, I’m guessing 20 to 30 years, but meticulously well kept. Usually the very old RVs have issues, revealing neglect either from lack of concern or lack of funds.

My conclusion,….. the driver had owned the motor home since new and was a thrifty person who prefers to maintain possessions rather than invest more money in the latest and greatest model.

The water craft and the dog indicated an active couple who enjoy outdoor activities and were not poor, a water craft is an expensive toy that is rarely used by most. Also the fact that they had camped in the more expensive area, Squaw Lake, to have boat ramp access.

The LTVA is only a mile away and camping would be $40. for 2 weeks while the Squaw Lake paved camping area is almost double, although the ticket is valid for a year at 14 day stints.


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That evening our group was enjoying happy hour around the campfire as usual. The sun had set and darkness was quickly surrounding us. A short distance from our campfire was our new neighbor’s dark and lifeless rig, someone mentioned that the occupants had taken to the water in their watercraft earlier in the afternoon.

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Happy hour

 

Concern for them fell over the group. I explained how I had seen their water craft moored on the shore during my morning walk. A short discussion ensued, we agreed and a quick investigation was in order. Perhaps our neighbors had returned from their excursion and had somehow left the campground unnoticed.

Although there had been no sign of another vehicle, which doesn’t mean they didn’t bring another as couples sometimes do, the wife may drive the extra vehicle. In which case the couple probably live within a days drive.

Darkness was complete by the time a group conclusion was reached to check out where the watercraft was moored, . ‘H’ and I grabbed our flashlights and headed down the gradual dirt slope to where I had seen the watercraft on the shore.

Although the lake shore was a short distance from our camp and I had just seen the watercraft moored that morning everything seemed different in the darkness. I was not a 100% sure of the exact spot. ‘H’ and I slowly scanned the dense brush along the shoreline with our flashlights looking for the watercraft or an indication of where it had been.

After just a few minutes we came to an opening in the brush revealing a large boulder sitting on the shore next to the shallows, I immediately remembered the boulder from the morning, it had been used to secure the mooring line of the water craft.

The water craft wasn’t here, we quickly checked the rest of the adjacent shore with no luck. After a quick discussion we headed to the watercraft owner’s motor home, our thought was maybe they were inside and sleeping?

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Squaw Lake shore line

We approached the motor home and knocked, we were immediately startled by a barking dog. It seemed unusual for the dog to be left unattended for so many hours.

‘H’ and I decided to talk to a couple of older men camped across the driveway from the motor home. We approached and asked if they knew anything about the couple across for them, they shrugged and said they remembered them leaving in the afternoon on their watercraft.

‘H’ and I explained the situation and they agreed something was amiss. We left them to their beer and campfire and decided it was time to check the parking lot to see if by chance the watercraft had been loaded on it’s trailer.

The watercraft trailer was the only vehicle in the lot, without its cargo. Our next task was to check with the camp host. He resided in a large older, but well kept class ‘A’ motor home at the entrance to the campground.

As we approached no lights from within were visible. It was still early evening so we thought they were out for dinner or something. ‘H’ and I smiled to each other as we read the sign on the door window, “don’t come a knockin if this rigs a rockin”. This was funny.

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The campfire pit behind our camping spot

We had met the caretaker and his wife when we arrived. The friendly couple were genuinely concerned that we were happy with our location. They looked to be in their 70’s or better. This couple doing the nasty was the furthest thing from our minds.

I knocked and waited, a faint woman’s voice came from inside. “wait a moment please“. Some shuffling noises and the door opened, the elderly man host filled the doorway a couple of steps above us.

He stood their rubbing his eyes as we filled him in on our concerns about the couple next to us and explained about the watercraft. His face gradually changed from a sleepy look to concern. He said he would call 911. We headed back to camp, our work was done for now….besides we were missing happy hour and it was getting chilly away from the campfire.

We were not hugely concerned about the situation, it seemed unlikely there was a problem, they probably had stopped to visit at another camping area and probably spending the night, that was our hope?

I hope you enjoyed this article, it’s true.

The next segment of this situation will be published in a couple of days. I hope you will check it out.

Most of the services and products I mention in my articles can be found in the list below.

For your convenience I have compiled a comprehensive list of equipment and items you may need for your RV and camping travels, complete with product  links, click here to check out my list & links.


Click here to check out our new
retired RVer
RV & Camping Store

 

Thanks for visiting.

Gord B.

 

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