We woke early to find that the pollution which had been at a low level for nearly a week was back with a vengence. Since we did not have that far to go today, we didn't want to get an early start, so we took one last long walk around the campgrounds. Even with our best piddling, however, we were ready to leave by 11:00. We wasted a little more time but soon were on the road.
In less than 15 minutes, we were on I-805, and from then until we were within a few miles of tonight's campsite, we were on Interstates with heavy traffic. The most incredible stretch was going past Marine Corps Air Station Miramar on I-15 where there were 8 lanes of northbound traffic!
Our destination was Riverside where Nancy's niece, Janet, and her son are now living. All I knew about it was that back in the 1930s when the Army built what became March AFB, Riverside was a small, dusty, desert town. Nowadays, it is on the eastern fringe of the LA megalopolis, and a pretty good size town in its own right. The climate is still desert, hot in the daytime, cold at night, but the pollution is strictly LA. While Nancy and I agree that we are not big fans of the desert, we think that the location here, surrounded by hills and mountains, would probably be quite lovely if only the air was as clean as it is in Anchorage.
This morning I had spent some time studying the Google map and I understood that California 60 merged with I-215 as we approached Riverside and that 60 would take us through town to within a short distance of the campground. What I missed was that in the middle of Riverside, I-215 and California 60 part company.
This interchange just happened to be the scene of a traffic backup that was bumper to bumper, and changing lanes was not an option, but I thought that as long as I followed the signs for I-215, I was golden. When the highways split, I was confused, then annoyed, then resigned to my fate as the heavy traffic carried me off in the wrong direction.
We got off I-215 at the next exit but only crossed over it and got back on going in the opposite direction. We never did find 60 again but did find downtown Riverside and a main street that took us to the suburb of Rubidoux and the Rancho Jurupa County Park.
When we arrived at the park, we found out that they honor Passport America but don't sell the memberships, so we had to park the RV, get on the internet, sign up, then get out the printer and print the receipt which we then walked back to the gate and got checked in.
Like Sweetwater Summit, they have a new campground and an old. The old had full hookups, was on the fishing pond, and was a little cheaper, so we picked it. Unlike Sweetwater, the old camp area is quite a ways from the entrance while the new one is right inside the gate.
When we took our afternoon walk, this big fella was waiting to greet us. I've no idea what it is.
Day 136
Bonita, CA to Rubidoux, CA
Daily Mileage: 113.9
Total Mileage: 14,042.8