By this morning most of the people that were boondocked in the area that I'm at were gone... absent, decamped, disappeared vanished, missing..... I don't know why, they just were. There's now three RVs here counting me, which is more to my liking.
Since I'm someone who lives by my wits, and I only have half the amount most folks have, it benefits me to determine why things like this happen so I can use the information in the future to make my full-timing life even better. So here's a few explanations that I've come up with why most of these RVers left by this morning.
1- Most of the RVers here saw me come in, recognized who I was, packed up quickly as possible and left.
2- The RV'ers that were already here didn't know who I was but the sight of this apparently homeless bum in a stolen fifth wheel made them decide to hitch up and leave before the police arrived.
3- While outside doing my daily nude Yoga routines, during the transition from my Happy Camel pose to the Half-Moon pose I inadvertently backed into a Cholla Cactus and my screaming while running around the boondocking area may have upset some of the other campers.
4- It could be that the signs that I hang on the outside of the Arctic Fox that read. "CORONAVIRUS ISOLATION CONTAINMENT UNIT" are working.
6- Or it could be that most folks were just here for the weekend and left by Monday morning. But that doesn't make much sense so I'm going with number 4.
The Box Wash boondocking area this morning. that's me on the right, I changed to a better location this morning which is one of the reasons I almost never unhitch until at least the next day.
My new boondocking spot. Its more level here than the last spot I was in. And by being on this side of the boondocking area nobody can set up between me and the mountain and block my view. My goal in life is to always have at least one window I can look out of and not see another RV.