I grew up living at Aha Quin in the early to mid-70s. It was glorious during the week; the park was empty, and it felt like the whole river was just for the handful of residents who lived there year-round. In the summer, the manager hired me to mow the grass around the trailers. I felt rich! (The only thing was pushing the mower in 120-degree heat.) I was a true "River Rat."
My fondest memory is standing at the edge of the bend on the river that jetted out from the shore during a desert thunderstorm. The lightning was vivid and electric. I felt like I was king of the world, standing there in the storm, smelling the fresh air, and feeling the rain hit my body.
leaseholders and their boats & river toys, and the jet skis The weekends were bustling with the leaseholders and their boats & river toys, the jet skies were a new invention back then!
The school year was spent at Palo Verde Valley High. The bus would come all the way to Aha Quin to take me, my brother and sister in town.
Someday, I hope to at least stop by and take some pictures of Aha Quin "River Bend". read more
