Moochdocking at the McCarrells

For the life of me I had thought that Kerri and I had been too Bisbee, AZ together, but she was adamant that she had never been. That pointed us in a Eastern direction for the weekend to check off that little box of adventure for her. That route would bring us right past the McCarrell Ranch and I could not pass up the opportunity to pop in for a hello, again.

A little history; Pat and Nancy McCarrell invited me to stay on their land back in 2011, introducing me to wild boondocking. I had been traveling nearly one year in that van at that time, but had not been boondocking-proper until that week. It blew my socks off! I dropped in to visit them back in 2013 after they erected a home on the land, and once again in 2014. Kerri and I paid a visit back in 2015 as well, making it a proper tradition to drop in at the ranch.

So we rolled through the gates late in the afternoon and Moose – the 14 pound terrier – promptly tried to mount Kamori – the 130 pound Akita – and found out his wrong-doing the hard way when Kamori put him in his place. After the 5 minutes of screaming bloody murder Moose was sent back to the van where he decided to stay for the remainder of our visit. Afterwards, the adults spent the evening catching up over wine and dinner (chicken gumbo and home made sourdough, yum). As luck would have it, Pat and Nancy were sailors in their past, so we got to pick their brains on that subject as well. We parted ways early the next morning, with half a loaf of sourdough, on our way to Bisbee for Kerri.