Sunday, January 31, 2016

TOOK MYSELF FOR A WALK TO A QUIET PLACE & SAT MYSELF DOWN UPON A ROCK

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I was late with my Saturday night post due to happily spending four hours watching CNN’s documentary ‘History Of The Eagles’.  We both so enjoyed this well documented history of a soft rock band that has always been a favorite of others.  With the recent passing of Glen Frey one of the groups co-founders the documentary took on a sadder feel which in turn gave it an ethereal depth. 

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A FAR OFF VIEW OF THE OLD PIONEER CEMETERY AT THE BOTTOM WITH THE DATE CREEK MOUNTAINS IN THE BACKGROUND

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THIS IS A NICE AREA FOR BOON-DOCKERS OVER THE WINTER MONTHS

Our day started off sunny & bright but with rain predicted later in the day I began moving a few things indoors.  Lawn chairs, outdoor rugs & table coverings, porch furniture, gardening tools etc.  Better to have that stuff taken care of ahead of time instead of racing around upside down as the first of many raindrops begin hurtling their way earthward.

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OUR GHOST TOWN ROAD NEIGHBORHOOD LOOKING WEST AS SEEN FROM NEAR THE OLD CONGRESS GOLD MINE SITE

Each year about this time the Escapee RV Club over at North Ranch puts on a week-end ‘Boot Camp’ geared towards introducing new RV folks to the RV lifestyle.  Focus for the new RV’ers is safety.  Sandy & Randy from the San Francisco area in California attended those classes & seminars which finished up today then dropped in to see us before heading on back to California this afternoon.  Nice folks & they hope to have themselves a Class A Motorhome & be on the road in early 2017.  Thanks for the goodies folks:))

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SANDY & RANDY FROM CALIFORNIA

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Despite a cool wind blowing up from the South I took Pheebs for a drive down to the end of Ghost Town Road near the old Pioneer Cemetery this morning.  From there we took ourselves for a walk. 

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WALKED DOWN THIS JEEP ROAD TO THE BASE OF THOSE TALL HILLS

We walked through the original old townsite of Congress & I always find it interesting trying to imagine what the old mining town was like over a hundred years ago.  Nature has reclaimed the land & there’s not much to see except for a couple old cemeteries & a few shards of broken pottery scattered about on the dry desert floor

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A BUSTLING TOWN ONCE STOOD HERE WHERE CACTUS NOW GROW

Clambered around some big boulders finally finding me a nice sit down rock with a view to the southwest stretching for miles across the Sonoran desert to near & far distant hills & mountains. DSC_7782

MY SITTING ROCK BOTTOM RIGHT

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PHEEBS RESTS BESIDE ME

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SITTING ON A ROCK BOTTOM LEFT i COULD HEAR THIS MORNINGS DESERT WIND WHISPERING IN THAT SAGUARO & THOSE PALO VERDE TREES BESIDE IT

Only sounds around me were the southerly winds playing through the bare Palo Verde branches & a tall Saguaro standing nearby.  No man made noise anywhere.  Just a gentle desert wind & I thought to myself how nice it was with only Mother Nature orchestrating her own symphony.  Pheebs stretched out in the warming sunshine beside me & I let my thoughts wander out over the scenic landscape laid out before my eyes.  Again came the feelings of gratitude to all those who have made these past 10 years so memorable for us.  To the people who first made it possible for us to catch our dream & to all the people since who have enabled us to continue our dream…….A big Thank-you from The Bayfield Bunch:))

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STORMY SKIES CLOSED IN ON US THIS AFTERNOON & AT THE TIME OF POSTING TONIGHT IT IS A WIND DRIVEN RAIN WE ARE EXPERIENCINGDSC_0001

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GROANER’S CORNER:((  Eighty year old John went for his annual checkup. The doctor asked him if he was still getting up in the middle of the night and going to the bathroom.  He replied, "Yes but the lord has made it much better for me now, he turns on the light when I go & he turns off the light when I am done".  The doctor replied, "Really"!!!  About and hour after that the doctor called Johns wife and said: He looks fine. But he said that God is making it better for him & that when he gets up and goes to the bathroom during the night God turns on and off the light.
She replied, "that damn old fool’s been peeing in the refrigerator again"!!!!.

JEEPING THROUGH WICKENBURG’S BOX CANYON & THE NARROWS

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The word ‘SNOW’ has been taken out of our weather forecast for Monday but we are in for a few mid 40’s temperatures & probable rain in a couple days.  That’s Okay, I think we can handle that.

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DELIBERATING WHETHER TO PROCEED DOWN A VERY ROCKY ROAD TO THE LEFT

A popular hiking & Jeeping spot just Northeast of Wickenburg is called Box Canyon & the Narrows.  We couldn’t exactly remember if we had been through this area about 4 years ago or not so this morning all 3 three of us loaded ourselves into the Jeep & off we went to see if we had been there before.  Beautiful sunny Saturday morning with about perfect temperatures.  With rain & colder weather headed our way we figured today was the best day to go.

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DECIDED TO WALK DOWN THIS ROAD FIRST TO CHECK IT OUT

Directions were pretty clear for us to follow & find the spot on Scenic Loop Road where a turn off to the right leads us a wee distance to a short stretch of rough, rutted, & a very rocky road/trail leading a couple hundred yards down to the Hassayampa River bed.  Figured we had better stop & have us closer look at that rough stretch before attempting to drive ourselves down there.  I wasn’t worried about our Jeep Liberty doing this stretch but I was a bit worried about the street tires we have on Libby.  These tires are not really meant for this type of terrain & with their thinner sidewalls one is always taking a chance sharp rocks may punctures something.  I was leaning towards not attempting it when a pick-up truck came bouncing up behind us with a bunch of kids in the back.  Without hesitation it headed it’s way around us & down towards the river bumping it’s way over the rocks & ruts.  Well that was it & away we went not long behind him taking our time & being careful not to bottom out on any of the many protruding rocks.  Minutes later we were on the river bed & in the water.

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SLOWLY MADE OUR WAY OVER THE SHORT ROCKY SECTION

We knew if we turned left upriver that direction would take us to the Narrows & if we turned right we could head for Box Canyon & eventually Wickenburg.  Decided to head upriver first & check out the Narrows.  What a lovely spot this was & we knew right away this was not the dry section of river bed we had traveled a few years ago.   The Hassayampa River for the most part runs underground except for a few places like this where it runs above ground & in this area it runs maybe a mile or two before disappearing again.

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SPOTTED 3 ATV’S & A JEEP WRANGLER UPSTREAM OF US

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FELT A LITTLE NERVOUS ABOUT THIS WET SAND BUT WE WERE FINE

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Anytime water is encountered in a dry arid desert landscape like this it is truly a delight to see & especially here as it flowed at a steady clip gurgling along through gravely stones.  I also noticed how crystal clear it was & I wondered if one could have easily bent down & drank it without any ill effects.

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THERE GO THE FOLKS WE HAD SEEN IN THE PICK-UP EARLIER

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OMG PHEEBS IS IN THE WATER

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PEOPLE SURE LOVE TO WAVE AT EACH OTHER IN THESE HERE PARTS

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Nowhere did we encounter any deep water & I’d say the average depth of water we drove through was maybe 3 inches or so.  The sandy riverbed itself was fairly wide with the sometimes 3 foot wide shallow water channel running basically in the middle & then at times stretching from canyon wall to canyon wall.  One definitely wants to be in 4-wheel drive through here & a couple times I could feel the soft pull of the wet sand on the tires a bit.  Headed up stream with tall rocky cliffs on either side to where the cliffs closed in on the water channel then opened up again.  We had just driven ourselves through the Narrows & ahead the land appeared to flatten out a bit so we carefully turned around in the sand & water & headed back downstream.  Thought to myself, ‘WOW’ what a Neat-O place & for sure Pheebs & I would be coming back to do some photography here.

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YES INDEED 4-WHEEL DRIVE IS DEFINITELY A GOOD IDEA HERE

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APPROACHING THE NARROWS

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IN THE NARROWS

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WE WERE DEFINITELY PUSHING A LITTLE WATER AROUND THIS MORNING

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TURNED AROUND & HEADED BACK DOWNSTREAM

We passed the rocky trail road we had used to enter the river bed & headed another half mile or so downstream in the direction of Box Canyon.  The pick-up truck we had seen was stopped here & the Mennonite folks were out alongside the river bed enjoying the day.  They directed us to the Box Canyon area which we might have missed had we not stopped to double check on the correct way to Wickenburg.  We have been to & through various Box Canyons before & I had it in my mind that it would be a big scenic Canyon.  Well it was scenic but it sure wasn’t big.

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FIGURED IT WAS BEST TO KEEP THE WHEELS MOVING EH:))

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THE FURTHER NORTH WE WENT THE DRYER THE RIVER BED BECAME

Parked the Jeep & walked a short distance up into a grove of Tamarisk trees & sure enough there at the far end of a rock face was a narrow opening.  Right away I thought it looked more like a Slot Canyon than a Box Canyon.  We walked through soft sand a few hundred feet into the slot & the small canyon widened a bit then abruptly ended with tall jagged cliffs towering above us on three sides.  This is one of the places water comes thundering through a narrow slot in the rocks during summer’s rainy Monsoon season.  By the way the Hassayampa River where we were driving today becomes an absolute raging torrent of water during Monsoon season sweeping everything in front of it away including sections of Wickenburg over the years.  Not a place to be in June, July, or August methinks.

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AT THE ENTRANCE TO BOX CANYON IS THIS BIG PILE OF CAMPFIRE ASHES

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I THOUGHT FOR SURE WE WERE HEADED INTO A SLOT CANYON HERE

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THE CANYON ENDED HERE THEREFORE MAKING IT A TRUE BOX CANYON

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ON THE RIGHT IS THE NARROW SHUTE WHERE WATER RUMBLES THROUGH FROM ABOVE TURNING THIS AREA INTO A CHURNING WATERFALL

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LOOKING STRAIGHT UP THE LITTLE CANYONS STEEP & RUGGED WALL

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LOOKING BACK OUT TO THE CANYON’S ENTRANCE JUST A SHORT DISTANCE AWAY

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THE MENNONITE FOLKS ARE HEADING BACK TO THEIR PICK-UP TRUCK

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LOOKING BACK TOWARDS THE ENTRANCE TO BOX CANYON

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Not long after leaving the Box Canyon area we noticed the above ground water disappeared underground again & for the rest of our drive towards Wickenburg on the river bottom the sand became dryer the further we went.  Amazingly enough we finally reached a paved road running across the river bed & I immediately recognized it as Rincon Road which I knew led to highway 93 just a few miles to the west.  We turned left & headed down Rincon to Blue Tank Road where I again turned left into another river wash.  This was the back way leading to Constellation Road & the back way into Wickenburg.  In fact it leads right to McDonald’s parking lot & that was exactly where we were headed.  Kelly had coupons:))

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HERE COMES SOME HAPPY FACE ICE CREAM:))

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OH NO DAD’S GONNA EAT IT ALL:((

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NAWWW DAD WOULDN’T DO THAT, HE ALWAYS SHARES WITH HIS  MOST BEST PAL

I was happy to see readers enjoyed my copy & pasted Wall Street Journal post about Charlie Kempthorne.  As I read the WSJ article a couple days ago certain lines jumped out at me.  Here are those lines……He grumbles about former teachers, analyzes his shortcomings, and admires his wife & children --- “You tend to pick your words more carefully when writing for the world to see, worrying about being judged or hurting someone’s feelings” --- “It helps me understand my life better” --- Taking 15 or 20 minutes to write freely about emotions, secrets or upheaval can be a powerful tonic --- writing privately about traumatic experiences, even for as few as four consecutive days, can reduce stress, help people sleep and improve their immune systems --- When you translate an emotional experience into words, it organizes them in ways not organized before. It makes them simpler and easier to get past --- There is some evidence that writing about emotional issues on social media can be beneficial for health in ways similar to writing privately --- He had long dreamed of writing a great novel but felt inadequate --- Often, he has no idea what he will write until he opens the folder labeled “My Journal” on his computer --- Once he starts writing, he begins to remember things, people, conversations --- He prefers the computer to longhand because typing is fast. The faster he writes, the better he writes --- I have a lot of regrets as to what I did with my life --- The good thing about writing over such a long period of time, he says, is that it has given him a chance to revisit events and people in his life --- the act of writing daily allowed him to focus more intently on some memories and see what they meant……..

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SPOTTED A CAVE HIGH UP THE ROCKY CLIFF FACE

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THIS LADY IS HIKING UP IN THE DIRECTION OF THAT CAVE

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LADY IS AT BOTTOM RIGHT & CAVE IS AT TOP RIGHT & IT’S A STEEP CLIMB ALL THE WAY UP…..GOOD LUCK!!

So there you have it with each one of those above lines meaning something special to me.  Also imagine my surprise Friday night when I saw Charlie Kempthorne himself had actually left a comment on my post.  And that too meant something special to me……………..:))

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NEAR THE BOX CANYON SITE WE CAME ACROSS THE RUINS OF AN OLD STONE CABIN

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MUST HAVE BEEN THE KITCHEN HERE WITH THIS OLD FIREPLACE & CHIMNEY

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THIS OLD STONE CABIN STOOD ONLY A HUNDRED FEET OR SO BACK FROM THE RIVER BANK

GROANER’S CORNER:(( An old man was wondering if his wife had a hearing problem. So one night, he stood behind her while she was sitting in her lounge chair. He spoke softly to her, "Honey, can you hear me?"  There was no response.  He moved a little closer and said again, "Honey, can you hear me?"  Still, there was no response.  Finally he moved right behind her and said, "Honey, can you hear me?"  She loudly replied, "For the third time, YES!!"