Earlier this month- we loaded up the covered wagon and hit
the snow-dusted trail..
Heading west-
We hoped to find warmer temps and solitude…
Solitude was easily found…
Reminder to future self- The sun sets earlier in January-so the “stop for the day by 3pm” rule must never be challenged!
Of sure, some folks consider arriving after dark all part of the adventure. We are not “some folks”. Arriving after dark in an unknown location- beyond our threshold for excitement and adventure. We lucked out this time- next time- nope- nada-remember- 3pm stop time in winter is a hard-and-fast travel day rule!
The warmer temps would take awhile to locate.
We tried to warm up at least our taste buds in Hatch, New Mexico..
But alas- the iconic Sparky’s takes Mondays off..
No Hatch Chili Burgers for us…
(Which is just as well- can you imagine the sodium count in such a treat?)
Ahh…finally…we found some warmth..
In the form of a natural hot springs at Hot Well Dunes
Speaking of found…we found some curious characters in the early days of this adventure..
(Photo credit- Hubby)
While I was able to spot Javier the Javelina, I wasn’t quick enough to snap my own pic.
And camp host #2…most curious and not at all interested in staying with the herd…
And let’s not forget- 
Our favorite camping pals-now Lyft drivers..Lori And Chris!
They drove down from Meadview to join us for the first half of my AZ adventure. While we always enjoy their company- we really appreciated that they brought a suitable vehicle for exploring- as we were traveling this time with just the side car as our “explore the area” vehicle.
Thank you “Sherman”…you were a very welcome addition to our time with the Zs!
The owners of this ranch- were the driving force behind having this area designated as a national monument.
While hard to capture the park- driving in a canyon, looking up…
I really felt like we were in UT instead of SE Arizona.
Happiness is…when the wind blows just right..
The hair looks good and the jacket collars (yes, I had on 3 layers) cover my extra chins..
Next stop would be the wild western town of Tombstone…
Where their motto of “the town too tough to die” reminded us
That there remains a strong market for cheesy vaudeville style entertainment..
A shoot out at the OK corral- offered three times a day.
Worth the cost of admission? Maybe-but hey- it was a good way to support the local community without adding to the clutter factor by buying a trinket.
We would make one more side excursion with the Zastrows…
A trip to Bisbee…
Hubby’s blog features the good pictures- mine just focuses on the things that caught my eye..
From a bakery with A+ curb appeal-and 5 star buttery treats for purchase…
And she wonder’s why her pants are fitting snuggly?!
To this most curious platter-
If there are ribs on that plate- I’m skipping dinner!
And with that- I will wrap up this entry! My grandparents and my dad both spent winters in AZ during their retirement years. I can certainly see the appeal!
Until next time-
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