We recently returned from a visit to see family in Staunton, Virgina in the Shenandoah Valley. Allegheny Mountains to the west, and Blue Ridge Mountains to the east, the 140 mile (225km) valley is one of the prettiest drives in the country. Here was our view one morning. By the way, one of my favorite films, Cold Mountain (2003) was filmed in Virginia, not North Carolina.
Looking through my photo gallery this morning, two dates on November 4th came up — one from 2014 and 2018. Turns out we went exploring to the same place — Fossil Creek, Arizona. Its popularity is growing despite its obscure location. It is worth the forty-five-minute dusty drive into the wilderness. Today, like other beautiful parts of Arizona, you cannot visit unless you’ve reserved your spot. Havasu Falls comes to mind.
Fossil Creek is unique because of its green hue (calcium carbonate dissolved in the water) and series of waterfalls that grow in size as one keeps trekking on the path. The emerald pools are mesmerizing. Can you imagine with the heat of an Arizona day how refreshing it is to go swimming in one? And we did, too. In November, the water was chilly, but standing waist-high in the cool water with the sunshine heat on your back was a great sensory combination.
Counting down the days until we head to the Colorado Rockies for some quiet time at a lake cabin. Last time Jim and I went to the San Juan National Forest just north of Durango, we camped outside of Telluride. This time we are trying out Vallecito Lake. There’s giant Pike lurking in the depths, and Jim wants to catch one. I remember as a girl living in Northern Wisconsin; I was awestruck by fishermen coming to shore to clean their catch. With monstrous teeth in a wide mouth, and its length at 1 meter (3 and some feet), Pikes are predators and scavengers. Let him fish. I’m kayaking and taking pictures of Aspen trees. Stay tuned!