Surrender

We tried to wait out the cloudy weather, but when we heard it was going down to 41 at night, we high-tailed it out of Sedona and back to Mesa. And we realized anew why people come to the Phoenix area. The skies are blue, the weather perfect, no mice (like the one that tried to build a nest on top of the generator.) At least we hope he didn't ride all the way home with us. Ron set a couple of traps just in case.

Between rainclouds, we did fit in a couple more hikes. One, the Lime Kiln trail, passed right through our parking spot. We understand it goes from Cottonwood to Sedona, about 15 miles. I followed it towards Sedona down to Dry Creek, obviously a misnomer at this time. How about that red water?


Ron found this guy along the way. He was only about two inches across, but I guess it was a tarantula. Anybody know for sure?


I liked the look of these silvery plants.


Another reason we left was it just got too noisy. A 40 foot trailer load of cattle showed up and once they were unloaded, the cattle mooed nonstop for 24 hours. I don't know why they were so upset, they're free range cattle. The ones behind the fence are the ones who should be angry. (Another picture out the front window of the RV. I wasn't going out there - those cows are big!)


One last hike - Margs Draw in Sedona. It was an easy two miles each way and provided views of the red cliffs and Mogollon Rim.


It passed right by Snoopy Rock. See him? He's lying on his back with his feet to the right and cute little nose in the air.

Sedona is just so gorgeous and there are several other hikes we wanted to do, but you have to leave something for next time.