|Cottages at entrance to Carlsbad Caverns with sunset and moon|
White City RV Park and Carlsbad Caverns . . .
The entrance to Carlsbad Caverns had one campground. White City RV Park, which I thought was a National Park campground, but I later found out that it is an independent and also a Good Sam camp which turned out to be rather expensive. No place to boondock at all. We learned a lesson about campgrounds. Always ask who the host is and how to reach her/him after hours. We pulled into the campground around 4pm. Around 9pm a large class A pulled in beside us and did not hook up to electric and water. They ran their diesel generator ALL night. At 10pm my throat started getting sore and I developed a headache from the obnoxious fumes. I don't understand why our detector didn't go off as it is usually very sensitive. We had to unhook and move down by the trash dump to escape the fumes and get a nights rest. The next morning one of the occupants in the motorhome laughed and said it was too late to hook up and that someone up the road was selling tickets to the campground. I wonder if they were even there legally as they left out right after we talked with them at 7am. We later spotted them at the Caverns.
|White City RV Park sunset|
Carlsbad was a nice sidetrip. We didn't take the strenuous mile long walk down to the big room. I don't think my knee would have lasted and I know Guy would have trouble with his legs as well. Instead, we took a ride in the elevator 700 foot down into the large room. It was nice, but not as colorful and nice in my opinion as the Mammoth Cave in KY. I wouldn't go out of my way to see this place again. And the photos taken here were not very good either.
Driving down Hwy 285 to Ft Stockton was boring as well, but the road was lined with oil rigs for as far as you could see. We were told that all the campgrounds in the area of Carlsbad and Stockton were filled to the max with oil workers.
Our campground in Ft Stockton was very large and half full with nothing but oil worker's rigs. This was Ft Stockton RV Pk. A beautiful park with a real western feel that we really enjoyed. There was a cafe that had a "we don't dial 911" sign posted very prominently, so needless to say, I felt right at home here. The mailbox outside was designed like a 6 shooter. Super nice people, beautiful sunset, great walking and biking, and a great breakfast made our evening's stay enjoyable. The last photo is of our neighbor's car. He blew a tire on his car while towing and made quiet a mess.