Back to Camping

Yesterday I flew to Phoenix. Bud and Matey came to the airport and we drove back to the mountainous area of Cottonwood, AZ.

Bud had moved the trailer to Dead Horse Ranch State Park.

When I arrived it was cloudy and chilly with some ominous clouds over the mountains.

While I was in New York Bud and Matey had spent four days at Roper Lake State Park, just northeast of Tucson. Bud took some pictures for me.

It looked like a beautiful spot…

with camping right along the lake.

That looks like a pretty nice site…

and a gorgeous sunset.

They then moved on to Dead Horse Ranch State Park where he caught the nearby mountain in this dramatic lighting.

This morning Matey and I got to walk in sunshine enjoying the distant mountains.

We then headed north on I-17 over the snowy mountains towards Flagstaff and then east on I-40. We don’t usually take the interstates, but the alternatives through these mountains looked like a challenge for the truck and camper.

I was happy to find when we reached Homolovi State Park outside of Winslow that it was lower and warmer, though the scenery isn’t as dramatic.

There is plenty of space here, and herds of wild horses and burros.

I had an altercation with this bush when we were setting up. I slipped off the edge of the paved pad and fell into it. Happily it didn’t have thorns but Bud had to haul me out of it.

The bush won as I got a hole in my favorite pair of jeans (and a smaller hole in my leg).

Still, I think I will enjoy it here.

And I will try to keep posting, even though every time I take a picture I think about how my Mom loved to see the posts and read the blog. She had an iPad and knew how to get to her email and find the notices when I posted. She never typed a reply, but we talked about the photos when I called her.