Sun Luis and the Foothills

We have been swatting and battling some wonderful little fruit flies the last couple of days and I got tired of it. They must be here because of all the citrus orchards in this area. Went to Lowe's and picked up some bug bombs and spray. We put everything important away and set those babies off, and left. Not being able to return for a few hours gave us an opportunity to goof off and get a little more acquainted with the area. We drove east to the area they call the Foothills.
There are many new houses and lots that have been purchased by folks with motorhomes. Sometimes they just keep their home on wheels and sometimes they build permanent houses and store their motorhomes there too. The desert is close at hand for sand buggy recreation, or hiking and biking. Most of the area is maintained by the Marine Corp Air Base here in Yuma.
I had packed a lunch and we went to the Quartermaster's Visitors Center across town. We would have walked around the grounds, but a sign said "No Dogs" so we ate our lunch in the parking lot and I went in to pick up another phone book, since they have pretty good maps of the city. The lady there told me of a drive on a new highway south out of Yuma to the town of San Luis. We stopped and got some gas and started out down that way. It is a brand new four lane highway. On the way down there, it got me thinkin' about the critical state we're in trying to keep the illegal immigrants out.
Why then do we build more super nice roads leading right down to the border? While in the town of San Luis we noticed that the town itself was incorporated in 1979, so it is a new development. The school there looked very new and nice. We drove down the main highway where the actual border crossing was, and noticed all the huge parking areas where you can park and walk across. I turned back then and headed back north where we noticed a big brown iron fence. It is part of the Symbolic "Border Fence" that they talk about. We first noticed it on the way to El Centro the first time. It is out by the Imperial Sand Dunes west of here. It runs along on south of the railroad tracks, looming up from the dunes and the fields reminding us that our country stops there. On the edge of San Luis, we stopped to get this picture and there were a couple of Border Patrol vehicles parked there at the end of the fence watching for runners.
We continued on up Hwy 95 and stopped along side the road to look at the fields of Onions and wheat. The onions really permeated the air with their fragrance.
By the time we got back to Yuma, enough time had passed that we were able to come home and get back in the house. I wiped things down and we had some grilled Carne Asada Tacos for supper. DH is still pretty sickly and I am just barely regaining my energy. KayCee has ear infection in her left ear. We are a real fun bunch. My kitchen counter looks like a pharmacy!The best thing about the day....no more fruit flies!