Today was a gift. Dave played chauffeur and we had a magical little adventure tour driving south from Lake Havasu City through the areas where Dave and Theresa spent many years vacationing. They always dreamed of retiring in the Lake Havasu area and their dream came true several years ago when they retired and moved here full time. Having sold their home last year, they're now in the process of building another one.
We drove over Parker Dam which was built in the 1930s and created Lake Havasu which holds over 210 billion gallons of water. Damming the Colorado River, the reservoir provides H2O to the Los Angeles, San Bernadino and San Diego areas, in addition to both the Phoenix and Tucson areas. That's a lot of water going to a lot of places.
The lake was named Havasu, a Mojave or Havasupai Indian word meaning blue-green water. Being almost 45 miles long, it's a haven for water sports, boating, sailing and fishing.
I have copied the following from Wikipedia:
The community first started as an Army Air Corps rest camp, called "Site Six". during World War II on the shores of Lake Havasu. In 1958, American businessman Robert P. McCulloch [of McCulloch chain saws] purchased 3,353 acres (13.57 km2) of property on the east side of the lake along Pittsburgh Point, the peninsula that eventually would be transformed into "the Island".
After four years of planning, McCulloch Properties acquired another 13,000 acres of federal land in the surrounding area. Lake Havasu City was established on September 30, 1963, by a resolution of the Mohave County Board of Supervisors as the Lake Havasu Irrigation and Drainage District, making it a legal entity. The city was incorporated in 1978.
McCulloch had a vision of a city on the shores of that lake, and made it a reality. As of the 2010 census, over 52,500 people have made it their home.
Today we were hoping to see the wild burros of the area and had almost given up hope when Theresa spotted two waiting just for us at a turnout on the Parker Dam Road. We were on the California side of the river, so they were obviously California burros. I wanted to take one home, but Dave said it wouldn't fit in the car. The two she spotted turned out to be part of a small herd of four young studs, seeming to be very friendly and sweet. Dave patiently waited for us to get our donkey fix and then we continued home, connecting to Hwy 95 again via the town of Parker and then north to Lake Havasu City.
A beautiful sunset ended a great day.