The Motorcoach Resort

One of the longest legs in our drive to California. From Van Horn, Texas to Chandler, Arizona. About five hundred and thirty miles, give or take a few. We left Van Horn early in the morning, 6:45am and we reached The Motorcoach Resort just before 4pm. Ten hours behind the wheel, taking into account a time zone change as we crossed state lines.

The entrance into the Motorcoach Resort is not grandiose by any means. It looks downright industrial as a matter of fact.

Our reservation was in a box on a sign by the entrance gate. Site 9. Here are a few shots of our site.

There are only 32 sites at the Motorcoach Resort. The resort is situated right beside the Interstate, I-10. We thought that the highway noise might be an issue but it really wasn’t. Or we can just thank Newmar for a well insulated coach.

We spent a few days here recovering from what has amounted to a pretty major drive from Florida to California. Only four more hours to get to our final stop in Indio, California.

As I write this post, we are now in Indio, California. Desert Shores is a stunning property, easily one of the top resorts in the country. My only concern with Desert Shores?

Too many Newells. Way too many.

A clip of our drive from Van Horn to Chandler.

We were stopped at a checkpoint in New Mexico. Fear struck deep largely because of this story.

About a month ago, the 27-year-old was driving through Georgia to Tennessee, where she had just completed a master’s degree in geology. Nield’s route took her along the I-75, which is often used by Canadians making the trek to and from Florida.

That’s where she was pulled over for speeding, and the officer asked to see her licence. Nield handed over her Ontario driver’s licence, but wasn’t prepared for the officer’s reaction.

“She kept saying, ‘No, Canadian licences are not accepted,'” said Nield. “I was flabbergasted. I just kept saying this can’t be right — a Canadian licence is always valid.”

Nield told CBC Toronto she was then asked to prove she was Canadian and although she had copies of her passport, Nexus card, and birth certificate on her phone, the officer wanted to see an original hard copy.

“When I failed to produce it, she reached through the window of my car and she put handcuffs on me,” said Nield.

“She told me that I have just been arrested for driving without a licence and that I needed to go to jail.”

It is not always easy being a Canadian.

Van Horn RV Park

An overnight stay. In the dirt. But with a lot of Texas character.

Our travel plan, when we left Myakka River Motorcoach Resort on February 6th, looked like this:

The drive from Alsatian RV Resort to Van Horn RV Park was one of the longest legs of our trip clocking in at almost nine hours behind the wheel. We were now better than halfway across the southern United States.

There are very few choices in places to stay in this part of Texas. I must admit that our arrival into Van Horn RV Park was not very promising.

Entering the park confirmed my suspicion that this was really not much more than a dirt field.

There was character here. Especially with a few of the rigs that were clearly planted for the long term. Those of us looking for an overnight stay were placed in a faraway corner of the park. Safety in numbers I guess.

There was a certain rustic charm to the place. We walked back out to the sign thoroughly enjoying the experience of being in this part of Texas.

The sign does say free WiFi. And you definitely get what you pay for namely unusable WiFi. I couldn’t pull in any cellular either. Unplugged for the day.

The toad was covered in dirt. I found a spray wash about two miles from the RV park and gave the car a bit of a bath. Detailing the coach and toad will have to wait until we get to California.

We made a decision to drop our next stop on the way. Hacienda RV Resort, a mere three hour drive from Van Horn RV Park, was cancelled and our stay at the Motorcoach Resort in Chandler, Arizona, extended.

A very long day behind the wheel to get to the Motorcoach Resort.

Here is a quick video of our trip from Alsatian to Van Horn. Aside from the congestion in San Antonio, the drive was wonderful.

The Drive to Alsatian

You missed the video, didn’t you?

Well, the WiFi and cellular at Alsatian and at our following stop, Van Horn, was pretty much useless. A few hundred kilobits per second. Possibly enough for basic email. Nowhere near enough to upload several hundred megabytes of video.

Until today.

We are now in Chandler, Arizona for a couple of days before our last leg to California. We have a short hop of about five hours to complete our drive from Florida.

A bit of catch up on the blog over the next few days. I’ll share a few highlights from our time in the Texas dirt and our close encounter with the U.S. border patrol as we drove from Texas through New Mexico.

Here is that missing video from our post about Alsatian.

Alsatian RV Resort

Another day closer to California. A somewhat shorter drive of roughly five hours brought us from Rayford Crossing RV Resort to the Alsatian RV Resort near San Antonio, Texas.

First day of rain although it did not hit us until late in the day after we had set up the coach.

Nice park. Concrete pads, concrete roads. Good separation between sites although we lucked out and we have a very large corner site. Internet is very poor. Went down last night due to saturation. Very weak cellular and I was unable to post until this morning. The rest of the park is still sleeping as I post.

A few photos to share from Alsatian and then it is time for Lorraine and I to get up and going again. Long driving day today, probably nine hours or so. Fortunately the last two stops on our run to California, one in New Mexico and the other in Arizona, are much shorter legs. After today’s drive, the long hauls are finished.

Here is our site. Nothing much in the way of landscaping, just a very level run of concrete. Easy to enter and exit.

The sites have reasonable separation although if you score a corner site, like ours, you get an oversized lot.

Alsatian does have a small clubhouse, a pool, and a golf course. A good spot for a few days on the way to somewhere else.

Rayford Crossing RV Resort

Shake, rattle, and roll. That would characterize a fair section of our 11-hour drive yesterday. To be fair, most of the drive from Heritage Motor Coach Resort in Orange Beach, Alabama to Rayford Crossing RV Resort was fine. Good roads and pleasant driving conditions.

There were sections of I-10, particularly in Louisiana and at the border into Texas, that were remarkably bad.

We did make it safely to our site at Rayford Crossing. Traffic in Houston, late in the day Saturday, was heavy and the last 30 minutes or so of a very long day behind the wheel, proved a bit challenging.

I was very happy to get our coach up on the jacks, despite the somewhat uneven concrete pad.

Rayford Crossing is a nice place to park for a couple of nights. Clean, quiet yet very much in the middle of a large, busy urban environment.

Rest and recovery day. Tomorrow’s drive is a bit shorter, only 4 hours behind the wheel.

Here is a video of our drive from Heritage Motor Coach Resort. The video ends before we made Houston because, well, you will see why towards the latter part of the video.