After an incredible fall journey down the Washington and Oregon pacific coast, east across Washington up the Columbia river valley, across Idaho into Montana, and south though Idaho and Nevada’s Great Basin – for which we’ll soon post awesome photos – we arrived last week in our winter home in the Sonoran desert of Arizona about 30 miles from the Mexican border.
Shortly after the dust had literally settled, we were treated to an awesome display of sunset, which immediately brought home why we love the place and return to exactly the same campsite.
Silence. Dark skies – Distinct Milky Way – Stars (admittedly which were not nearly as incredible as those I enjoyed in Idaho). Yipping coyotes (although this makes my dog insane and his barking disturbs a good night’s sleep). Sunrise creates a glowing landscape – even the air is multi-colored. Hummingbirds. Abundant strange life in the tree lined riparian wash. Scurrying lizards. Strange plants and cacti. Dusty walks. Smells, especially after it rains. Warm sunshine on your face while drinking coffee. Cool nights. Warm days. Shade from the hot sun. Clean air. Mystery. Solitude.
We awoke refreshed and unloaded the stuff of daily life into our kitchen, eating area, and back yard lounging arena – America’s last great refuge: the spectacular public lands!
