It visits every table and then plops down for a well deserved rest..so funny!! After a few phones calls the owner shows up and takes the trespasser home.
Sunday, December 15, 2019
My New Friend
After one of our excursions we stopped at a well known bar for a cool refreshment and within minutes the employees were running around trying to get a dog out of the building. It seems that this poor dog is a repeat offender and keeps appearing unexpectedly. It jumps the fence at home and comes to the bar for company.
It visits every table and then plops down for a well deserved rest..so funny!! After a few phones calls the owner shows up and takes the trespasser home.
It visits every table and then plops down for a well deserved rest..so funny!! After a few phones calls the owner shows up and takes the trespasser home.
Hiking
From Lost Dutchman State Park there are numerous hiking and mountain bike trails…today we did Siphon Draw. We didn’t make it all the way to the top but we did go up three kilometres before deciding that our knees were a wee bit sore.
The scenery was perfect and we could see our destination in the distance, but it kept getting colder every metre we went up and it seemed that we were never going to reach the pond at the top.
On the way up we could see hang gliders coming down from the top…pretty hard to get a good picture.
The scenery was perfect and we could see our destination in the distance, but it kept getting colder every metre we went up and it seemed that we were never going to reach the pond at the top.
On the way up we could see hang gliders coming down from the top…pretty hard to get a good picture.
Full Moon
On Wednesday evening we were fortunate to have a perfect view of the full moon from our campsite. Day view vs night view!
Spending Spree
Despite him being gone for 35 years I still remember many of my Dad’s superstitions, with Friday the 13th being his favourite! He hated to go out on that date…just in case!
Even so, I braved the day and we went to the Mesa Swap Meet today…someone told me it was as large as three football fields and after two hours of walking I must say it felt like it.
We bought a few necessary items for Puerto Aventuras [golf grips, golf balls etc] before we decided we had had enough!
On the way back we stopped at a small restaurant near our campground that has the reputation for the best Hog Wings in town! Not sure what they are all about…we took one look and decided that they were not something we wanted to try.
Even so, I braved the day and we went to the Mesa Swap Meet today…someone told me it was as large as three football fields and after two hours of walking I must say it felt like it.
We bought a few necessary items for Puerto Aventuras [golf grips, golf balls etc] before we decided we had had enough!
On the way back we stopped at a small restaurant near our campground that has the reputation for the best Hog Wings in town! Not sure what they are all about…we took one look and decided that they were not something we wanted to try.
I Won't Be Back
We drove to Tortilla Flat, the last stage coach stop on the Apache Trail….how they got there I will never know. It was one of the scariest switchbacks that I have been on for awhile. It even beats China’s roads! And, I won’t go back!!
The end result did not justify the route…the abandoned town was trying to build itself up but so far they have nor succeeded. At least in my opinion, but I may be prejudiced because of the road up.
There was a special restaurant in the village that collects dollar bills...the whole place is covered with them. The seats at the small bar were not very comfortable, but we did give them a try.
On a sad note, the road ended at Tortilla Flat because of flash flooding and road wash outs. Last week a father decided to try to cross a flooded road despite the numerous warnings that cars/people should never enter a flooded road and disaster struck. Three of his six children were washed away and drowned. Two were found but the six year old girl is still missing after numerous searches. A 69 year old man tried to do the same thing, got stopped by the water and stepped out of his car. His body was found 20 miles away.
As flatlanders we never think twice about these warnings that seem to be everywhere in Nevada and Arizona. Now we will and will never enter the flooded roadway in a flash flood.
The end result did not justify the route…the abandoned town was trying to build itself up but so far they have nor succeeded. At least in my opinion, but I may be prejudiced because of the road up.
There was a special restaurant in the village that collects dollar bills...the whole place is covered with them. The seats at the small bar were not very comfortable, but we did give them a try.
On a sad note, the road ended at Tortilla Flat because of flash flooding and road wash outs. Last week a father decided to try to cross a flooded road despite the numerous warnings that cars/people should never enter a flooded road and disaster struck. Three of his six children were washed away and drowned. Two were found but the six year old girl is still missing after numerous searches. A 69 year old man tried to do the same thing, got stopped by the water and stepped out of his car. His body was found 20 miles away.
As flatlanders we never think twice about these warnings that seem to be everywhere in Nevada and Arizona. Now we will and will never enter the flooded roadway in a flash flood.
Ventured Out
Last Tuesday we decided that we could venture out of the park as the weather started to clear up…we have been hit by rainy and windy weather for the last three days.
We walked to Goldfield Ghost Town and did a pretty thorough tour of the place. It is very similar to many of the other ghost towns we have seen in Montana and Idaho, but this one has been converted to a money making project with museums, restaurants and stores using the old buildings.
The homemade fudge is calling us back so after Christmas we will walk back and make a few purchases to fill someone’s unending sweet-tooth cravings.
We walked to Goldfield Ghost Town and did a pretty thorough tour of the place. It is very similar to many of the other ghost towns we have seen in Montana and Idaho, but this one has been converted to a money making project with museums, restaurants and stores using the old buildings.
The homemade fudge is calling us back so after Christmas we will walk back and make a few purchases to fill someone’s unending sweet-tooth cravings.
Thursday, December 12, 2019
Campsite
We are camped at Lost Dutchman State Park from December 8th until December 27th. We have a view of Superstition Mountain from our front door…it is supposedly the second most photographed sight in Arizona, after the Grand Canyon.
If you look closely in this picture you can see our site! Just kidding, but our unit is down there somewhere.
If you look closely in this picture you can see our site! Just kidding, but our unit is down there somewhere.
Sunday, December 1, 2019
Once Again
Once again we decided to travel the primitive, unmaintained road to the Nellie E Bar...more commonly called the Desert Bar. I think everyone goes at least once every time they visit Parker....I know we do!
The road to the Desert Bar is dusty and unsuitable for an ordinary car....we had the truck in four wheel drive most of the time. Dirt bikes and quads everywhere!
The number of people at the bar was astounding....we are guessing around 600 people and almost as many trucks and quads.
The owner started this establishment out in the middle of the hills, at an abandoned mine, site with a single bar serving five people and now he can't build fast enough.
The place is rustic with a mess of outbuildings that were built with no rhyme or reason. There are no servers or cleaners so you are expected to get your own beer at one of the any bars he has set up over the area. If you are hungry you join the long line and wait your turn for the hot dog or burger/fries...no other food available that we could see.
The bar is only open Saturdays and Sundays from noon to 6:00 in the winter....don't know about the summer.
We never seem to stay long enough to to see the place close down, but I would imagine the traffic on the dirt road would be slow and dusty. The Desert Bar is only 7 kms from the highway but it took us half an hour to get there so I can guess the time it would take us to get back if we closed the place down at 6 pm!
The road to the Desert Bar is dusty and unsuitable for an ordinary car....we had the truck in four wheel drive most of the time. Dirt bikes and quads everywhere!
The number of people at the bar was astounding....we are guessing around 600 people and almost as many trucks and quads.
The owner started this establishment out in the middle of the hills, at an abandoned mine, site with a single bar serving five people and now he can't build fast enough.
The place is rustic with a mess of outbuildings that were built with no rhyme or reason. There are no servers or cleaners so you are expected to get your own beer at one of the any bars he has set up over the area. If you are hungry you join the long line and wait your turn for the hot dog or burger/fries...no other food available that we could see.
The bar is only open Saturdays and Sundays from noon to 6:00 in the winter....don't know about the summer.
We never seem to stay long enough to to see the place close down, but I would imagine the traffic on the dirt road would be slow and dusty. The Desert Bar is only 7 kms from the highway but it took us half an hour to get there so I can guess the time it would take us to get back if we closed the place down at 6 pm!
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