Showing posts with label Arizona. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Arizona. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 6, 2021

Sunset at Kartchner Caves State Park

 

Sunset at Kartchner Caves State Park

Our last stop on this trip was at Kartchner Caves State Park.  It was a last minute stop and turned out to be a lovely place to hold up while Winter Storm Billy raced through New Mexico.  We didn’t get to do a cave tour (spots all filled) or see the hummingbirds (too late in the season), but we did get to see a lovely sunset!

This sunset (above and below) was beautiful without moving much!  I simply stood in our campsite and got some wonderful views, in both directions!  The paved walkway in the above image headed over to the visitors’ center.  We walked on that while taking Max for a walk.  The below image is looking in the opposite direction.  This is definitely a place that’s on our “must return” list!

Enjoy!

 


Monday, January 4, 2021

Looking for a Ghost Town

 

Looking for a Ghost Town

One day while at Patagonia Lake State Park, we decided to drive an off-road we’d been down the last time we visited, but planned to turn off on a fork we saw the first time, but elected not to take.  This time, we would take the road less traveled in search of a ghost town.

As we started off on our explorations, we headed down a very well maintained dirt road. This was before the fork to the road less traveled, and we appreciated the good road while we had it!

After the fork in the road, we came upon the ghost town of Harshaw Township.  All that was left of the town were a couple of buildings, or to be more accurate, portions of a couple of buildings, as you can see above.  I did a bit of research on Harshaw, AZ, and found that the town was settled in the 1870s, and it became a mining town.  By the end of the 1800s, Harshaw mines were among the largest producers of ore in Arizona.  It had both boon times and bad times, depending on the price of the silver ore being mined.  By the 1960s, the last of the mines had closed for the last time, and the town became a ghost town.

As we drove further down the road, we came upon what was left of another ghost town, Duquense  (Du-KEN-see), Arizona.  Just about the only thing left of the town was a house we couldn’t get close to (due to the barbed wire around it) and the house in the next couple of images.  I found the window area in the above image visually very interesting.  There is a window, with part of a wall around it, but you can see through the bottom portion of the wall all the way to the forest on the other side of the house.  And, looking up through the window, gave you a view of the roof rafters, some of which look to be missing.

As we continued around the other side of the house, Jeff and I looked into a couple of windows.  One shows an empty room, again with some ceiling or roof rafters missing, and the other had a lovely stone or concrete fireplace along the one wall.  I would have loved to have gone inside, but it looked too rickety to me.  I loved the patina on the walls.  I can imagine them being brightly colored when people lived in this home.

As we looped back toward our campsite at Patagonia Lake, we passed an old abandoned mine.  Perhaps some of the homes we saw housed people who worked at this mine.  I also couldn’t resist walking up to the mine and looking up at the shoot where the silver ore came down back in the day, as they say!

Enjoy!


Sunday, January 3, 2021

A Walk Around Patagonia Lake

 

A Walk Around Patagonia Lake

Last year, we discovered Patagonia Lake on a camping trip and decided to return this year.  Patagonia lake is very close to Nogales, AZ, but feels like it’s a million miles away.  Nogales, which is right on the border with Mexico is very desert like.  Patagonia Lake is a only a relatively few hundred feet higher in elevation, but it incredibly green to Nogales’ dusty tan.

Do you think this little duck knows railroad tracks run below the area where he’s paddling along?  Before there was a Patagonia Lake, the water that flowed through this area was Sonorita Creek.  The Native Americans had homesteads along the river, and fish from the creek provided meals for them.  As time went on, the United States purchased this land from Mexico, as part of the Gadsden Purchase (1854).  As mining and ranching expanded in the area, the New Mexico and Arizona Railroad added a track in their established railway lines between Benson, AZ and Nogales, AZ.  Over the years, floods took a toll on the railway, and by 1962, most of the line was abandoned.  In 1968,  the Patagonia Lake Recreation Association, made up of local ranchers, businessmen and government agencies created Patagonia Lake, leaving a small portion of the railway line beneath the lake.  In 1975, Patagonia Lake became an Arizona State Park, and today hosts camping, fishing, picnicing and water sports on its shores or in the water.

Max doesn’t know or care about any of the above history he just knows that he does like to go in the water after all, and was fond of taking drinks and chasing after the sticks Jeff tossed in the lake for him to fetch.  We learned that, to Max, lakes are A-OK, but the ocean is not at all to his liking!!

Isn’t this a lovely dragonfly perched on a slim, little twig in the water?  I must give credit to Jeff for this image.  I couldn’t see the little guy to save my soul, so he took my camera and got this shot!

And, here’s the bridge we walked across to start our stroll around Patagonia Lake.  If you look closely, you can see a little duck in the reflection of the bridge’s support in the lower right side of the image.  So peaceful..

Enjoy!


Saturday, January 2, 2021

Romero Ruins Trail

 

Romero Ruins Trail

The day after the fire scare at Catalina State Park, we decided to follow a trail that we’ve not been down before.  We knew the trail said it was the Romero Ruins Trail, but we never knew of any such ruins in the park. In the middle of the 1800s, Mexican rancher Francisco Romero had a home in this area for a short time.  Apache Indian raids on his cattle might have led to his brief stay..  Only a small portion of the village has been excavated and restored.  Part of the enjoyment of this area is to use your imagination and imagine the whole from the tiny portion visible.

The trail is the entrance to about 1,500 years of history.  For nearly 800 years, the residents of the Hohokam village would travel this trail, with food and water loads upon their backs.  And, of course, we saw saguaro cactus up close on the trail they were all over the place!!  In part, the Hohokam survived here because they learned about and wisely used what the environment gave them.  Water could be found for most of the year from the Southerland Wash and Canada del Oro.  These two water drainage areas (now dry) came together close to the village.  The villagers dug small wells at the bottom of the drainages in order to have water during the dry times of the year when the drainages could offer no new water.  The villagers grew corn (maize) and beans, and even used the weeds as greens to eat, and some of the seeds from various weeks and cacti.

Sometime after 1150 AD, the Hohokam villagers built a large wall of earth and rocks, enclosing the village.  Most people lived inside the wall, although some did live outside the wall.  It is estimated that although as many as 300 people lived in the village, by the time the wall was built, fewer than 100 people lived in the walled village..  In 1990, archeologists from the Center for Desert Archelogy exposed a portion of the wall seen in the photo above.  From the somewhat scattered rocks in the area (believed to have fallen off the wall), archeologists believe the wall was at least 5 feet tall during the years the Hohokam people lived there.

Early residents of Tucson associated the ruins with the Spanish occupation of Tucson in the late 1700s and early 1800s.  Myths of a mission and a treasure soon took root and grew.  Research has shown no evidence of either a mission nor a treasure,  but the legend of the “Lost Mission of Ciru” continued and some of the area’s destructiion has been attributed to “pot-hunters” or treasure hunters..  When the pot-hunters would search through the area, they would move artifacts from one area to another, destroying the relationship between objects and make it very difficult for archeologists to piece together the history of the area..

The ruins of Francisco Romero’s ranch are the youngest finds in this area., dating to the time before 1850.  It was a (then) lonely 12 miles from the town of Tucson.  It endured many raids by the Apache.

People who lived in the walled village typically would have a one-room rectangular home.  The above image is of such a home.  The rocks are what remain of the foundation of the home, and posts were placed next to and around the rock foundation.  An adobe earthen wall was then built around the posts.  Because there wasn’t much substance to them, none of the walls are still in existence only the rock foundations.

The above image was taken while standing on what once was a mound of trash, accumulated over 1,000 years!  The ancient people’s trash is truly a treasure for archeologists, as the trash tells them quite a bit about how life was lived. The trash can consist of pottery that was used at the time.  It can also tell archeologists the types of food that were eaten by the people.  When they poured water through a bucket of ground taken from the trash mound, they found several different types of plants, with agave and corn being the most common.  Also found in the trash mound were clues to the types of meat that were eaten.  Bones from deer and bighorn sheep were found, although the most common meat seemed to be jackrabbits.

In this area, it is believed that a pithouse village existed here from around 500 to 1100 AD.  The homes were built within a large, flat bottomed pit.  They were constructed with a pole and brush frame, covered with mud to make it weatherproof.  There was generally an open doorway, with either a step down or perhaps a ramp.  Just inside the doorway, was generally a hearth.  Since there were no windows, the only way for smoke to leave was through the open doorway.  In all likelihood, the hearth was only used to warm the interior of the house, and cooking was primarily done outdoors.  Several houses were frequently built in a cluster, opening into a courtyard shared by the homes.  Usually, extended families lived in these clusters, with several clusters forming the village.  In the center of the village, one could usually find a plaza.  Since the homes were all built of perishable materials, archeologists have determined where the village most likely was by studying their trash.

Although this area may not look like much, archeologists have determined this was most likely the site of a Hohokam ballcourt.  These ballcourts are only found in larger villages throughout southern Arizona, where the Hohokam lived.  The Romero Ruins are one of only a few that had two. Ballcourts are oval shaped depressions, with either rock or earthen berms on the sides.  They have ranged from 60 200 feet in length, with some berms as high as 10 feet.  This particular ballcourt is about 80 feet in length.   Three rubber balls have been found at Hohokam sites.  The balls were most likely made from guayule, a plant that is native to northern Mexico.  This ballcourt dates back to between 750 1050 AD.  It was a way to bring different villages together and promoted cooperation and even as a way to resolve conflicts.

Enjoy!!


Thursday, December 31, 2020

Exciting Times at Catalina State Park

 

Exciting Times at Catalina State Park

We’ve been to Catalina State Park a number of times, and it’s never disappointed!  This time, however, we got a bit more excitement than we bargained for!

We like camping at Catalina State Park for a few reasons there’s a nice back road to explore, which I covered in a previous post, the campsites are nicely spaced, so we’re never on top of the other campers, and the view is great!  We often sit at the back of our rig, to take advantage of the great open views, which include the Catalina Mountains.

We also get to have visits from the local roadrunner family however extended that family is!  I have become a fan of the quirky looking roadrunner doesn’t look at all like the cartoon version, and although they make a distinctive chirping type sound, it’s also nothing like the “Mbeep, Mbeep!” of the cartoon!

One evening, when Jeff took Max for his last walk of the evening, he called me outside.  As soon as I stepped outside, I smelled smoke, which was unusual, since the campground was under a burn ban.  We could see something off in back of the rig, beyond a ridge or two, that had an orange glow.  Wildfire?  I called 911 and the operator confirmed it was a wildfire, that people were already working on it, and at that point, there was no cause to evacuate the park.  The next morning, as we headed out for a grocery store run, we noticed the entrance to the park was closed.  When we checked with the ranger, he said that the park had been closed to new campers and day-use folks, due to the wildfire, but as of yet, the park didn’t need to be evacuated.  We couldn’t even smell the smoke any longer, because the breeze was blowing away from us, also keeping the fire away.  The ranger did tell us not to head too far away, in case the park did need to be evacuated.  Later in the morning, the firefighting planes were out, dumping the fire retardant foam off behind the ridge(s) where the fire was.  It was quite impressive to see, and a bit of an illusion, as the plane looked at times like it was going to crash into the landscape!

After one of the foam dumping runs, one of the planes flew directly over the campground, and I was able to get this shot of its underbelly.  The red color is the residue of the foam.  The plane was a very large plane, a DC-9.

Although the campground was not evacuated, since no new campers were allowed in, and several left, either because their reservation dates had expired, or because they decided to evacuate anyway, the campground began to have a bit of a “ghost town” feel to it.  We drove around both camping loops ours was only about 1/3 filled, and the other was about half full.  Still, it made for a very quiet day and evening!

Enjoy!

 

 


Wednesday, December 30, 2020

Mt. Lemon Drive

 

Mt. Lemon Drive

We’ve been to Catalina State Park a few times and one of our favorite drives is to take the back road up the back side of Mt. Lemon.  The views have never disappointed us!

This time, we got an additional treat!!  We believe this is a band of wild horses!  They were off to the side of the road, and seemed quite content on their own.  They didn’t seem startled at all as we drove slowly by, although we didn’t attempt to stop and walk over to them.

As I said earlier, the views did not disappoint, and we love the peacefulness of having the road to ourselves (except for the horses!).  That may have been Mt. Lemon we were looking at, although I can never tell on these mountain roads!

This view is from a bit further up the road.  You can see the road we’ve already traveled down off to the right of this image, and the bit of haze toward the horizon is the city of Tucson.  We were very close to town, and yet, a world away!

Autumn was underway in all its glory the further up the mountain we traveled, as you can see from this shot of the trees along a ridge up the mountain!  I do love the reds, greens and rust colors blended together!

As we headed up the mountain, we drove through a number of patches of areas damaged by the wildfires that ravaged the area over the summer.  This had been a bad wildfire season for the area around Tucson, and truly much of Arizona.  Still, it’s always heartening to me to see how Mother Nature displays rebirth in the midst of some of the devastation.

Enjoy!


Tuesday, December 29, 2020

Lost Dutchman and Apache Trail

 

Lost Dutchman and Apache Trail

The next campground we visited was Lost Dutchman State Park campground.  The state park is named after the Lost Dutchman’s Gold Mine.  There is a legend that a rich gold mine was hidden in the Southwest, somewhere in the Superstition Mountains, to which the state park backs up.  This state park, and the supposed mine, are just east of Phoenix, Arizona.  According to legend, Jacob Waltz (1810 1891) discovered the mine and kept it a secret.  Jacob was a German immigrant, and the term “dutchman” was used to refer to someone of German descent during that time.  Jacob supposedly died before he could tell anyone where the mine was.  A map was supposedly found that would lead to the mine, and folks have been looking for it since 1892.  It’s estimated approximately 9,000 people each year look for the mine and several deaths have been attributed to the searching.

No, we didn’t look for any gold mine, but we did have a real treasure of a campsite, with some lovely sunset views (above).  The saguaro cactus were found all over the campground, along with another cactus that looked very golden and lovely. (see below)  Don’t let the looks fool you.  Those golden barb were mighty long and looked mighty sharp!!



One day, we took off on a ride down the Apache Trail.  The Trail is historic as being one of the trails that originally was a stagecoach trail through the Superstition Mountains.  It was named after the Apache Indians that used to use that trail to move through the mountains.  At the beginning of our drive, though, was something I didn’t expect in the desert near Phoenix, Arizona a lake!!  This view is of Canyon Lake, which is not just a lake, but the hub of a recreation area along the Apache Trail.  Boats, swimming, etc., could be found all along this lake. 

A bit further along the Apache Trail lies the very small town of Tortilla Flats.  It’s somewhat of a ghost tourist stop now, but used to be a stagecoach stop.  The Superstition Saloon wasn’t yet open for the day when we passed by the town, but we stopped for some photos, anyway.

You can see that today’s Tortilla Flats had several things to offer, although a motel was not one of them.  However, just down the road a little ways on the opposite side of the road was the Tortilla Flats Campground.  Frankly, it didn’t look all that inviting to Jeff and me, but I guess if one needs a place to stay, it could be a welcome site!

I decided I couldn’t tell the story of the Dutchman Inn (which I think is now the saloon) better than this sign!!  

We drove on down Apache Trail until the road was abruptly closed at the top of the Lower Fish Creek Canyon.  We got out to see the view from there.  What we couldn’t see,  but were told when we later stopped back at Tortilla Flats, was that vegetation on the ground had been burned during one of the wildfires in Arizona over the past few years.  Then, there was a rainstorm caused by the remnants of a hurricane, and the rains loosened up the ground, and because there was no vegetation to hold the ground in place, a landslide occurred, wiping out the bridge at the base of the Lower Fish Creek.  So, we had to be content with this view at the end of the road we could travel down.

On the drive back, we took in the sights of some saguaro cactus and a magnificent dead tree along the side of the road.

Enjoy!!

 

 


Sunday, December 27, 2020

Red Rocks of Sedona

 

Red Rocks of Sedona

One day while visited Dead Horse Ranch State Park in Arizona, we took a drive on Snebley Hill ‘Road.  Although the name of the road is not terribly impressive, the views from it are!  It’s perhaps the best way to see the red rocks of Sedona.

And, they are impressive!!  From the direction we were driving, they were on our left, so when Jeff stopped the Jeep so I could capture an image, I truly had to look both ways before crossing, as the fairly rough dirt road we were on was pretty packed with Jeeps tours taking visitors who don’t have a Jeep on a very bumpy ride to see the same red rocks!!  I felt like there should almost be periodic traffic lights, just to allow folks like me to cross the road to get some photos!!

I did love the snippets of views that allowed for some perspective.  This one gives you some perspective about how high the rock formations are.  No, they aren’t considered mountains, but they do tower above the prickly pear cactus you can see in the foreground of this image!

I know I just said there weren’t any mountains here.  Still, this quote really seemed to fit this image, if one doesn’t get too technical!!  The red rocks were actually formed by erosion and are made up of buttes, mesas, pinnacles or hoodoos.  They are at an elevation of about 4500 and are a part of the Colorado Plateau.

Although this seems to be a trail leading up to the red rocks, I don’t recall seeing any mention of any trail head on the road on which we were traveling..  There certainly are opportunities for hiking, however.  Parallel to the road we were on were some biking trails, too.  I don’t know how far up into the rocks they went.

I was struck at how wonderful the red rocks and green trees, shrubs and bushes looked “next” to each other.  In a way, it seemed like Mother Nature is always wishing travelers a Merry Christmas!

One of the things I really enjoyed about this day’s view of some spectacular rock formations was how the sky was just perfect, and set off the rocks beautifully.  I especially like the wispy clouds that are in the lower sky.

I thought I’d leave you with this last expansive view of the red rocks in Sedona.  As an interesting tidbit, the road we were driving on is called Schnebly Hill Road, as I mentioned before.  I was curious about the name of the road, and after doing some research, discovered that the layer of rock that makes up the red rocks is a unique layer of rock known as the Schnebly Hill Formation.  And, Sedona is the only place you will find these rocks.  It was deposited during the Permian Period.

Enjoy!

 


Friday, December 25, 2020

Hutch Mountain

 

Hutch Mountain

One day while at Dead Horse Ranch State Park in Arizona, we decided on an off-road exploration on a road called Hutch Mountain Road.  This was a new route to us, and we had no idea what to expect let’s see what we found!!

Stoneman Lake was supposed to be a lovely lake, full of perch and northern pike fish, formed by a depression left by volcanic activity over 8 million years ago.  The lake is a “closed system” lake, meaning that all water in it comes from run off from nearby mountains, and that there is no outflow of water.  However, as you can see, apparently there hasn’t been any water/snow run off in quite some time.  The lake is still a depression in the ground, but appears to be very dry for a very long time, with no fish able to survive.  I feel especially bad for the homes on the opposite side of the “lake” they have no nice lake view.

This image is of some dried sea grass, or perhaps seaweed.  I thought the peaks and mounds looked a bit like the waves might have looked, and couldn’t resist capturing this image!

As we continued to drive along, hoping to get to the top of Hutch Mountain, some elk ran across the road right in front of us.  This image was taken after they crossed the road, and stood a bit off to the side, checking us out.  I was a bit taken aback by how large they are, compared to deer..   You can get an idea of their size by comparing them to the trees behind them.

Sadly the final part of the road leading to the top of Hutch Mountain has been closed, and we weren’t able to reach the top.  However, I did enjoy the autumn colors that we beginning in northern AZ!

Enjoy!


Tuesday, December 22, 2020

Rattlesnake Point Ruins

 

Rattlesnake Point Ruins

At the far end of Lyman Lake State Park, lies some ancient pueblo ruins.  The name of this small village is Rattlesnake Point.  It was occupied by ancestors of modern Pueblo Indians.  This village was used by the Pueblo Indians from about AD 1325 to 1390.  It was home to about 15 families, and in total, there are between 80 and 90 ruins.  However, only 3 rooms have been excavated by archeologists at Arizona State University.  To protect them, they are under the cover of a shaded pavilion. 

This room appears to have been used as a storage room for ceremonial or religious items or as a place where preparations for ceremonies took place.  There were few artifacts found in this room.  If you look to the far (outside) wall, you can see some stones that archeologists felt could have been an altar.  A painted sandstone fragment was found that was used at Hopi pueblos.  The room was otherwise empty when found, which may indicate that the residents took everything that was in this room with them when they left.

This section of the pueblo appears to have been built around AD 1328 and is thought to have been a sort of living room used for cooking, eating, manufacture of some tools and some food storage.  Remains of woven matting also seems to indicate it was used for sleeping as well.

This third excavated room seems to have primarily been used for food storage.  In the lower left area of the building used to be a stone with a design chiseled or pecked into it.  It’s not visible any longer from any angle I could get to, but archeologists think that stone was perhaps used as somewhat of a cornerstone.

These images are of some of the pottery shards (upper left) and pieces of flint (lower right) that can be seen at the base of the area where a kiva had been discovered.  The archeologists filled in the kiva area, as it was open to the elements, and they felt it could be better preserved if it was refilled.

This lovely view, that I thought of as “just a pond” was a part of the fields in which the ancient Pueblo Indians grew grain and other crops.  It’s really quite peaceful here with the mountain reflected in the still waters.

And, finally, this view is from what I believe to be the front area of the pueblo.  I may have inadvertently been standing on part of the pueblo itself, since what they have determined is the complete outline of the pueblo has not been marked off in any way.  If I was standing on ancient ruins, I certainly apologize.

Enjoy!