Friday morning dawned cold and windy with rain in the forecast for the lower elevations, snow for the higher elevations. This sight greeted us as we drove out the driveway:
Rain clouds on their way!
The cloud shadows played on the Whetstone mountains.
One of the ugliest cars I have seen in quite some time!
The wind was kicking up dust north of Tucson. The stretch from Tucson to Phoenix can sometimes be quite dangerous in the winter without crops on the irrigated portions of the desert. Often there are delays due to accidents caused by dust storms, some so severe that you cannot see a thing in front of your car.
A Palo Verde tree in blossom at the rest area along I-10 just south of Phoenix.
Saguaro cacti on a hillside north of Phoenix.
Looking east out over the Prescott National Forest. So many of the National Forests in Arizona have nothing to do with trees!
Our first glimpse of the Verde River Valley as we begin our descent into Camp Verde.
The green is the Verde River.
A mural along the side of a building in Old Town Cottonwood. Old Town Cottonwood was a curious section of town, with quaint shops, restaurants and artistic ventures. It’s only two blocks long, but full of history as many movies had scenes filmed there, including a scene from Kenny Roger’s movie “The Gambler”.
Nic’s Italian Steak and Crab house, in Old Town Cottonwood, where we had a most delicious supper.
Tomorrow I hope to post some pictures of our ride on the Verde Canyon Railroad. I only have 500 pictures to sort through for that day!
Bill and I spent a long weekend traveling to a section of Arizona that we had not visited before, the Verde River Valley. We visited Cottonwood, Clarkdale and Sedona and treated ourselves to a train excursion that we have wanted to do for over a year now, The Verde Canyon Railroad journey.
Even though we picked the nastiest, coldest weekend that Arizona has seen in months, it was still a wonderful getaway. The train ride was spectacular, even in the cold on-again, off-again drizzly rain. We both agreed that we want to go again, maybe in the fall to enjoy the fall colors. We saw a couple of bald eagles, some Indian cliff dwellings, a cave home of some ancient peoples, and the most beautiful scenery.
Sunday, on our way home, we detoured further north and drove through Sedona, up Oak Creek Canyon to the scenic vista overlook, back down and through Sedona again on our way to the Interstate. I could (and will!) definitely go back to Sedona and spend a lot longer there. It was gorgeous!
Friday night and Saturday morning brought snow to the higher elevations in the area. By Sunday the sun was warming things up enough that snow was dropping from the trees in great clumps. More than once I got snow down the back of my neck in my efforts to get some good camera shots.
I took way too many pictures (close to 1000 pictures!) and it will take quite some time to sort through them all! Today I am going to post just a couple from Sunday’s trek through Sedona, some of which have been liberally cropped due to taking pictures through the car windows! Throughout the week, as I get time, I will be posting more from our trip.
P.S. Sorry, but there will be no Monday Morning Walk post this week. I simply have too many wonderful pictures from our mini-vacation to sort through and post!