October 27, 2012

Lake Park RV Resort and Lodge

Lake Elsinore, CA

We had planned on heading over to Long Beach and travel south along the coast but got a late start so we put that plan on hold for another day.  After stopping at the office, to pay for an additional 4 days (the limit we could stay at the Passport America rate), we entered the address into the GPS for another campground only 5 miles away that also accepted PA.  We like the area and would like to hang out for a couple of weeks so we have to move next Wednesday or pay the regular rate where we are currently staying. 

The other campground might only be 5 physical miles away but the area is nowhere as nice as Lake Park.  The campground itself is nice enough.  It is a co-operative owned by its residents who live there permanently but they do have a few overnight spots for rent.  I am going to do some more research of other camps in the area but may end up going to the one we checked out if we can’t find another park within our budget.

Judy, who works in the office at Lake Park, recommended we check out Tom’s Farm in nearby Corona.  We headed North on I15 for approximately 15 miles.  Just when we thought we must have passed the exit, we noticed a sign advertising the farm. 

It is not really a farm, but rather an attraction complete with a carousel, train rides, a live band and several different buildings selling everything from imported cheeses to an assortment of candies.  Monte couldn’t resist buying some black licorice and haystacks.  I bought tomatoes in the fresh fruit & vegetable market. 

 

I had packed us a couple of cream cheese and jelly sandwiches but decided to save them for the next day because I purchased fresh out of the oven French bread, smoked gouda and honey ham.  We sat in a gazebo munching on our purchases.

 

After leaving Tom’s Farm we headed south to Old Town in Temecula, established in 1882. 

It was extremely hot in the direct sun and very crowded.  Even though Old Town is a tourist attraction, it is really cute.

  We mostly just walked up one side of the town, crossed the street and walked down the other side, occasionally checking out shops that we found interesting.

  One such shop was the Root Beer Co., selling an assortment of soft drinks with unusual names and ingredients. 

 We didn’t see any that we could not live without so we left empty handed. 

Back home we took a walk down to the lake and sat on a bench watching the ducks assembled along the bank. 

 There was a slight breeze but it was still quite hot so we were grateful the bench had some shade provided by some palm trees. 

 

We had salad for dinner, watched a little TV and called it an early night.