We left Carefree on Monday afternoon after a run to Trader Joes, and Costco. We had to stock up on some stuff before heading to our desert home. We found our spot just like we left it last year, and we are so glad to be here. We have been looking forward to the solitude, the quite, and the dark night skies for a lot of months. We love being all alone in the middle of nowhere.
This was yesterday morning. I was hoping for a wonderful sunrise like I have seen so many times here, but it was a bit too cloudy.
After giving the RV a total cleaning, including and especially the windows so we can see out, we went for a nice desert wander. It’s been a very long time since we got to wander in the wilds, and it was very nice.
The dogs have been kinda cooped up because of the art show, and especially the wet weather, so they were glad to get out and run. Torrey had to relearn how to run in her shoes. There are small cactus here, and if she is off leash and running, she has a pretty good chance of stepping on one. So these worked good last year.
We found a small pile of old antique cans. If you were reading this blog last year, you remember my post about this area being used by General Patton during WW2. It is still so crazy to me that there are tank tracks everywhere around here. There are also several places where they made walking paths with the rocks. I will have to post about that later though. Anyway, we found this old Shasta can. The top was pierced with a small knife, no pull tops back in the day. I googled this can and it is from the early fifties, so not war era.
I absolutely love saguaro cactus, they are like snow flakes, every single one is different. When they die and fall over, their ribs are usually all that remains. Generally they fall straight down, like a tree. This one bent over instead.
As we were heading back from our wander, Al pointed to this mountain range and said, “There are your desert Tetons” Yes indeed, there they are.