SEDONA IN NOVEMBER!
Howdy once again folks! This trip, we cruised up to Sedona, AZ, from our home in Scottsdale. After brutally hot summers here in "The Valley," (Phoenix), it's a welcome relief to experience highs of 68 and nights at 45. Fall is beautiful up there in Red Rock Country, with the leaves changing colors, light winds blowing cool, crisp air, and the sounds of nature abound. But, alas, I am not a poet, nor even a writer, by any stretch of the imagination (as if you haven't figured that out by now), so let's talk a subject I know and can relate to: Football!
This weekend was the Battle for Los Angeles... USC vs. UCLA. I'm from L.A. (Pasadena, also the home of Van Halen), and my parents attended, graduated, met, & married at USC. I've grown up a huge fan of their football team since I was crapping in diapers. My Grandmother, Helen Morgan, even graduated from there in 1928, same class as Marion Morrison, aka John Wayne. But, after hefty expectations, being ranked numero UNO, pre-season, it has been a let down year. This weekend was no different, as the Trojans fell to cross town rival and historically inferior UCLA Bruins. However, I did have a really great time watching the game from the campground inside the little Shasta trailer!
Now, once again, I will run into the argument that this isn't really "camping." But, ya' know... Who gives a sh..... You get the point! I'm really digging the little TV in HD, with the little surround system which has good enough sound to bring you the experience of the game right to the campsite. At sunset, I tend to watch from outside, have a few brewskies, and grab a biteful of nature with modern amenities streaming before my eyes.
It's the best of both worlds. The little Shasta vintage camper is like having an apartment on wheels. If I were to stay in a hotel room, it'd be $79-$350 a night in Sedona, and in this campground, it was just $27.50. A bargain at any rate. Not only that, we cook what we want, when we want, get to experience nature & the elements, without any suffering or inconvenience. I like the setup!
So, while I was ensconced in college football, the little woman was out and about shopping for Christmas gifts in town. Only in America, I tell ya'! Upon her return, we did manage to watch a game together.
Sunday, we hiked down to Oak Creek with our coffee, before we had a regular mondo-breakfast, just to breathe the fresh air and experience the sights and sounds of nature. In the summer when it's blazing hot outside, the Creek is a great place to spend the afternoon just soaking and hanging in the cold water. It's really tranquil down there, and only 5 minutes from our campsite.
For this eventful breakfast, we tried whole wheat waffles with blueberry syrup! We don't cook inside often because the odors permeate the place, clothes and all. So, we just ran a cord across the campsite and made those babies right there!
Of course, no morning wilderness breakfast would be complete without bacon... The fifth food group.
After the hearty, wilderness breakfast, it was time to pack up and sort of head towards home. We stopped for nice hike at Bell Rock, and I couldn't resist getting a few pics of the "apartment on wheels" with such a nice background.
Twisted, gnarled tree by the Creek
Howdy once again folks! This trip, we cruised up to Sedona, AZ, from our home in Scottsdale. After brutally hot summers here in "The Valley," (Phoenix), it's a welcome relief to experience highs of 68 and nights at 45. Fall is beautiful up there in Red Rock Country, with the leaves changing colors, light winds blowing cool, crisp air, and the sounds of nature abound. But, alas, I am not a poet, nor even a writer, by any stretch of the imagination (as if you haven't figured that out by now), so let's talk a subject I know and can relate to: Football!
This weekend was the Battle for Los Angeles... USC vs. UCLA. I'm from L.A. (Pasadena, also the home of Van Halen), and my parents attended, graduated, met, & married at USC. I've grown up a huge fan of their football team since I was crapping in diapers. My Grandmother, Helen Morgan, even graduated from there in 1928, same class as Marion Morrison, aka John Wayne. But, after hefty expectations, being ranked numero UNO, pre-season, it has been a let down year. This weekend was no different, as the Trojans fell to cross town rival and historically inferior UCLA Bruins. However, I did have a really great time watching the game from the campground inside the little Shasta trailer!
Looks like UCLA scored again! Ouch!
It's the best of both worlds. The little Shasta vintage camper is like having an apartment on wheels. If I were to stay in a hotel room, it'd be $79-$350 a night in Sedona, and in this campground, it was just $27.50. A bargain at any rate. Not only that, we cook what we want, when we want, get to experience nature & the elements, without any suffering or inconvenience. I like the setup!
So, while I was ensconced in college football, the little woman was out and about shopping for Christmas gifts in town. Only in America, I tell ya'! Upon her return, we did manage to watch a game together.
Wifey with the front row seat
Sunday, we hiked down to Oak Creek with our coffee, before we had a regular mondo-breakfast, just to breathe the fresh air and experience the sights and sounds of nature. In the summer when it's blazing hot outside, the Creek is a great place to spend the afternoon just soaking and hanging in the cold water. It's really tranquil down there, and only 5 minutes from our campsite.
For this eventful breakfast, we tried whole wheat waffles with blueberry syrup! We don't cook inside often because the odors permeate the place, clothes and all. So, we just ran a cord across the campsite and made those babies right there!
Of course, no morning wilderness breakfast would be complete without bacon... The fifth food group.
After the hearty, wilderness breakfast, it was time to pack up and sort of head towards home. We stopped for nice hike at Bell Rock, and I couldn't resist getting a few pics of the "apartment on wheels" with such a nice background.
Peace out... Dude... Bro...
So, it was another great trip under our wings, and we were off to drop the camper at the storage place back in Verde Valley... But NO!!!! There was one of those art fairs off on the side of road in a parking lot that we just had to stop off at! All guys hate these things. How much jewelry, freaky artwork, trinkets, & sculpture can you browse? I can only stand these things for about 10 minutes or so, then I look for something else to do... Such as, staring up into the sky; counting how many breathes I take in a minute; watching the sprinklers water the lawn. 30 minutes later, and a few hundred bucks gone forever, it was time too leave beautiful Sedona, and the parking lot art fair behind.
Until next time, happy camper-camping, and super merry Thanksgiving to all!
Twisted, gnarled tree by the Creek
Oak Creek
Rancho Sedona RV campground, under the oaks!
Making breakfast outdoors, then...
Grubbing down inside.
The dish station behind the laundry facilities. (I seem to spend a lot of time here).
The end... Of doing dishes.
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