Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas!

Tuesday, September 17, 2013

BIRTHDAY/ANNIVERSARY TRIP- UTAH

Howdy Folks!

Well, we just returned from an epic adventure to N. Arizona and up into Utah. It was the most adventurous trip we have done in the little 1962 Shasta trailer, but everything went swell, and we really had a blast. Ourmain goal was to make it up to the petroglyphs & pictographs at sego Canyon, something I had wanted to see even before I was a teenager. We mixed in a few days & nights at Monument Valley, as well as visiting Canyonlands and Arches National Parks in Southern Utah. I had recently celebrated my 50th birthday, and we began our journey on our 6th wedding anniversary as well.

Our trip began at a funky place in Flagstaff, Arizona, called Black Bart's. It's a strange combination of RV park, and western themed steakhouse/restaurant! There's not all that much to the campground, but the restaurant sure made up for that! It's a casual, yet expensive restaurant, where the servers, all students from N. Arizona University, dress up in costume and take turns getting on stage and performing, mostly singing. It was very entertaining, the food was absolutely terrific, and the service was outstanding! Like I said... It 'aint cheap, but it was 100% worth it, every step of the way.








Next morning we left for Monument Valley. Although I had been there a few times before, I was very much looking forward to taking lots of pictures there, and exploring some of the off-road trails I'd never experienced before. Got there mid-afternoon, with plenty of time to take the off-road tour on The Valley. It was really funny to see a lot of people in their passenger vehicles treating them as if they were 4x4, off-road jeeps or something. Buicks, Volkswagons, sedans, luxury cars... Traversing the rough, back roads with steep hills and rocks! No doubt- All rental cars!


















Then it was off to Moab, Utah. This part of the journey brought about the longest drive we'd encounter: About 4 hours through Bluff, Blanding, and Montecillo. We took our time, enjoying the red-rock scenery along the way. 

Moab is a funky little town, totally geared towards tourism. We stayed at the Canyonlands Campground, right on the main highway through town. Although it's not the most beautiful and pristine place I've ever camped, it was super convenient with a gas station/store right on the premises. Need a bag of ice? Cup of coffee? Toothpaste? It's a 2 minute walk around the corner. Place comes complete with swimming pool, laundry facilities, bath houses, etc. etc.




Arches National Park was VERY crowded. This took away from the exploration and beauty of the place. It was difficult to even find a parking space at photo op-stops, and hiking trailheads. Seemed like it was 90% European tourists, just by listening to the languages being spoken, and looking at the goofy clothing they were sporting! Nonetheless, it's a spectacular place, and I'd really like to return not  only in the cooler months for hiking, but not in August when it seems all of Europe is on Holiday.










After a few hours at Arches, it was time to check out Canyonlands. Now, I don't want to go so far as saying Canyonlands was disappointing, but it was, well... disappointing. I guess if you'd never seen the Grand Canyon before, you'd think this place was magnificent, and in it's way, it is. It's more of scenic drive type of place, rather than a "Hands-On" National Park experience.

Next day is was off to complete my pilgrimage to see the "Space Man' Pictographs of Sego Canyon. Back in 1972 (or so), when (Erich Von Daniken's) "Chariots of the Gods" became a film, and I saw it in the theater, I became aware of the "alien" pictures drown on the rocks by native americans, a long, long time ago. I had always wanted to see them and became interested in these rock drawings almost 40 years ago.

It's about an hour's drive or so from Moab to the creepy, Twilight Zone," almost abandoned town of Thompson Springs, where the pictographs lie 5 miles north of town. Talk about a "Hills Have Eyes" type of place... Yikes. But, a well marked road takes you back into the canyon, where there's a pull-off to park, get out, and explore the petroglyphs and pictographs. (Petroglyph- Drawing etched into the rock. Pictograph- Painting on the rocks).

I guess there are theories as to what these pictures represent. But it was very clear to me, that the indigenous people that lived here and drew these figures, wanted us to know that they were visited by creatures in space ships. I got the memo. There is an eerie atmosphere to the whole place as well, as we spent a few hours gazing at the drawings and discussing their meaning and significance.
















One the most enjoyable and unexpected parts of our trip was the route back to Moab along the Colorado River, on highway 128. I had neither heard nor read anything about this scenic byway, as we simply decided to take another route back to town different than the one we came north on. What tear! Nearly the entire way you cruise parallel to the River, along a windy, narrow road. We must have pulled over 5-7 times to catch a better view of the canyons, river, bridges, and campgrounds along the way. If you ever make a trip to Moab, don't miss out on at least a part of this spectacular journey on Hwy. 128.

Just northwest of Moab, along Hwy. 279, and past the Uranium Mine, there are more petroglyphs on steep walls just across from the Colorado River. You can drive right up to these drawings & check them out. It's also a popular place for rappelling, as there were a few guys traversing the steep rock crevices. Looks there were overweight folks even back in the day of the ancient Ute Native Americans! That, or either they worshipped little bloated deities.





Just to break up the drive and not cruise all the way home back to Scottsdale, we reserved another night at Monument Valley, and I can honestly say, I'd never get tired of this place!




Saturday, June 29, 2013

Dead Horse Ranch Forgotten Graveyard

Long time no time!

What's happening?  This is my first post of 2013. Wow, has the time flew by! Been working a lot more than usual, so the recreation has been slowed just a bit. Time to fix that now that Summer is here!

We made another trip up the hill to Dead Horse State Park, in Cottonwood, near Sedona, a few months ago. Even though we have stayed there many, many times, the place has so much to offer, and we always discover something new, fun, and different. This time was no exception. There's an old graveyard, hardly advertised in Park brochures, just off the road, inside the Park boundaries. Apparently, the hispanic folks weren't buried in the town cemetery, but rather laid to rest right there on the ranch where they worked. Turned out to be a historical adventure finding this spot, and extremely interesting to boot.





Unknown graveyard, Dead Horse Ranch State Park

A few weeks ago I drove to Carlsbad, California for my Nephew, Scotty McGarry's at the Army Navy Academy high school graduation. Before the ceremony, I had a chance to see two old buddies that I used to play in a band with... Steve Jerome Waddell, and Robert Munger. Steve now owns and runs a rock and roll themed hair salon in Oceanside called "Rock Your Loxx!" So glad I had a chance to stop by and visit, and finally see the place I had heard so much about. Good friends, good people, good times!


L to R: Robert, Steve, & yours truly... 
3/4 of the 90's cover band, MENACE!

We bought a new (to us) Glastron boat! Got a smokin' deal from nice, older couple who no longer used it. It sat in their garage for the last 3 years or so, always covered, and for a 1974 boat, it couldn't be in better condition! I had to drive 500+ miles from Scottsdale to Bullhead City, AZ (on the Colorado River, where Nevada, California, and Arizona meet). Took a little engine work to get it going, but now it purrs out on the lake & runs smoothly. Had the maiden voyage just this last week, out at Bartlett Lake, near Phoenix.

1974 Glastron, Bartlett Lake, Arizona


On land, in the Walmart parking lot, Scottsdale.

Sometimes, it's not always about the camping and boating. Last weekend, I took the Wife to Tucson to see Cyndi Lauper in Concert! Had a great time at the old Fox Theater, great show. Not exactly my kind of music, but it was a blast hearing all those 30 year old, 80's pop tunes! Brought back memories of MTV, when they actually played Music videos. She does have a tremendous, 4 octave range, and she put on a really cool show.

 On the way down, we stopped at the ruins at Casa Grande. There isn't too much to explore here, but the main attraction is truly an amazing structure. It is the first Native American "ruins" to be set aside as a National Monument. The same canopy structure is still in place from 1932!



And, meanwhile, back at the ranch, I bought a new guitar! It's a replica of the first Eddie Van Halen guitar he made and played off their debut album, back in 1978. Plays great, and sounds even better! Costed a pretty penny, but it's totally, 100% worth it. I'm a very happy camper! (Pun intended).


"Mr. Ed," the "Frankenstrat!" Coming to a Phoenix bar or club near you soon!

I had a chance to use it in action last week when I drove out to Tustin, California to jam with my band, DRIVIN' SIDEWAYS! The band consists of my high school buddies from Foothill High, and we've been playing together since 1979... 33 years now! We're a classic hard rock band, jamming on tunes from Aerosmith to Zeppelin, and lots of stuff in between.


We had record highs today here in Phoenix: 119 degrees!!!! Yup... Blistering hot! Could be a very long Summer this year, but luckily, we'll be playing with the old Shasta camper, and the new, little, 14 foot Glastron boat. 

Happy Fourth of July everyone, and hope to check back soon after the Holiday with some new adventures!

-Eric, The Phoenix Rover.






Tuesday, November 20, 2012

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!

Looks like UCLA scored again! Ouch!

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.

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.

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Phoenix Rover's Camping Blog: Veteran's Day Weekend- Dead Horse Ranch State Park...

Phoenix Rover's Camping Blog: Veteran's Day Weekend- Dead Horse Ranch State Park...: Veteran's Day Weekend- Dead Horse Ranch State Park Greetings Earthlings & others. Been a while since I Rock & Rolled! Had a lovely 3 day ...
Veteran's Day Weekend- Dead Horse Ranch State Park

Greetings Earthlings & others. Been a while since I Rock & Rolled! Had a lovely 3 day weekend at "The Horse." Each time we visit, we always find another thing to do there, another little activity we haven't tried or experienced. Dead Horse

Dead Horse Ranch is a State Park here in Arizona, about 8 miles from a famous place called Sedona, home of the red rocks. It's kind of amazing what you can actually do here at this place... Camping, fishing (lagoon and Verde River), wildlife viewing, hiking, Native American ruins (Tuzigoot National Monument); just outside the park: hang gliding landing fields, skateboard park, Frisbee golf course, kayaking, horseback riding & trails, etc. Then, in the town of Cottonwood, there's shopping in Old Town, a few restaurants worth visiting, and "The Riot." Rendevous in Old Town

Most campers wouldn't consider the restaurants, shopping, and other civilized forms of entertainment when camping, and therein lies the difference between tent camping and camping in a motor home, RV, pop-up, etc.

I used to think that people who went camping in an RV were wussies. Even tent camping in an organized campground was just too safe and organized for me. But, as I have grown a tad older, there are many benefits to RV and "apparatus" camping. 

First and foremost, the elements are manageable. In the Desert, when we camp at the lake (Roosevelt) in the Summer, temps can reach 112 at night! Ever try sleeping in a tent in those kind of temps? Good luck. I'm done with that. Then, last year's New Year's trip, it was 11 degrees outside, and it sure was nice to go into the '62 Shasta camper with the heater blasting, and watch movies on the blu ray player, and NFL playoff games at night!

Second, you are basically sleeping on a bed, and not a mat, a pad, or the ground. Nothing like a jagged rock poking you in the should when you roll over at 4 am while trying to sleep in your tent.

And third, tent camping is a survival mode experience, where you cook, clean, hike around, and really experience the pure aspects of nature. It's nice and swell to be able to set up the camper, go out and eat breakfast, shop, visit cultural landmarks, and come back to a civilized dwelling. Both experiences have their benefits and drawbacks, but at this point in my life I have changed my tune... I am not a Wussie, and I enjoy "Camper Camping!"

You have the best of both worlds... We cook outside, start a camp fire, use our camping gear (lanterns, propane stove, pop up, EZ Up canopy/shelter), & have a few beers while braving the elements in my North Face down jacket.


So, that being said, this trip we visited the cemetery at Cottonwood. It was a spur of the moment decision to check it out, and we had just finished breakfast at Georgie's Cafe, (Georgie's) and decided to take a peek. Glad we did! Not sure when the town of Cottonwood was founded, but we found gravestones of folks who passed in the 1850's! That's not something you see every day in and around Scottsdale/Phoenix, where we live. 






There's a lot of western history in this small town. Life must have been very hard in those times- Fighting off the Natives, surviving the elements, lack of medical attention, tough climates, and more. Makes you appreciate the comforts of your camper, huh!!!

On the way home, we stopped at a place I had hard about for many years, Arcosanti. It is billed as an urban laboratory. 

"Arcosanti is a place where the green (lean) movement has been practiced for 42 years in a coherent and consistent way, not reforming by improving inherited patterns, but reformulating the present into something more promising."—Paolo Soler

 Although we did not take the tour, we did walk around and check things out for an hour or so. (We'll go back another time and take the guided tour for ten bucks). You talk about a place that's truly in the middle of nowhere! Yeah... This is it! The architecture is simple yet interesting. The concept is unique as well. Worth a visit, for certain.




For more on Arcosanti, see their website here: Arcosanti

 Well, its onwards and upwards from here! Next weekend, it's camping at Rancho Sedona! Low 70's, day; upper 30's night. Not too bad... If you're inside a CAMPER! I still say I am not a Wussie. 

(Crappy Iphone photo)