December 4, 2016
Traveling from Moab to Tucson is always a pretty drive. This trip was especially so.
Monticello had just gotten a dusting of snow the night before.
And I don't care how many times we have driven through Monument Valley, it is always a jaw-dropper.
Then there are the striated rocks when we make the left turn onto Hwy 89 (about 10 miles past Tuba City).
After checking the weather, we left Moab a day early to avoid a winter storm in Flagstaff. Dee's recommendation to get past the high elevation surrounding Flagstaff was right on. The day we left, 4 to 6 inches of snow fell in Flagstaff with more forecasted during the night and a low of 11 degrees. It was a beautiful drive over the mountains, but we were happy to pull into Distant Drums in Camp Verde for an over night stay.
As we approached Flagstaff, the clouds were thick and low.
We shared the highway with lots of snowplows.
Things got really pretty as we skirted Flagstaff on I-17 towards Sedona. Quite exciting for a Georgia girl who hasn't seen much snow !
And finally clear skies ahead.
We arrived in Tucson with a plan. Our refrigerator died a week before we left Moab. Parts were ordered and we arrived in Tucson with a day to spare before heading to Borrego Springs for the month of December...reservations I have tried to get the past three years. It's no surprise that this life style gives you lemons sometimes. The cooling unit we had replaced upon arriving here didn't do the trick. And, while dodging traffic through Phoenix, a lug nut or very big rock hit the MH windshield right in front of Joe. So here we sit at Tucson/Lazydays KOA until ?!?! Things could be so much worse. The weather is beautiful, the pups are happy, and we are healthy. Now plans are to get our hiking legs back and enjoy life while getting repairs done.
I love sitting on the patio here. I hung a feeder of orange halves for my favorite little acrobats. The verdins have already been enjoying their treat.
I also hung a hummingbird feeder. While Joe was grilling late yesterday afternoon, he called me out to see this beauty hiding in the branches. He didn't drink any nectar, maybe he will be back today.
So, when life gives you lemons...grab tequila and salt !
Until next time, let the good times roll.
HAPPY TRAILS !