Holiday trip has been booked! P and I are going back to the Bay for a week and then spending another whole week in Arizona! Before I met P, Arizona was NEVER a place I ever contemplated on visiting. Sure, I heard that there were beautiful sunsets, but it’s a desert … yea…no thanks… But Arizona, Tucson to be exact, was where P grew up, so I thought I would give it a look see. Gorgeous sunsets and I mean GORGEOUS! Wonderful hikes and star gazing! And, I learned that the desert can indeed be beautiful. I was in love! I wanted to share some photos of the different parts of Arizona that I have visited so far. I can’t wait to visit Sedona, Antelope Canyon, Tombstone, Bisbee, and the amazing Chiricahua National Monument in December!
On my first visit to Tucson, P took me for a stroll into the desert with the beautiful Catalina mountains radiating a gorgeous purple hue. Back home in the Bay, if I wanted to go for a walk, it was along a dry creek or through winding roads lined with the same cookie cutter houses. Here, I was surrounded by all different types of cacti, prickly plants, and desert creatures. Maybe it was the novelty of it, but it was on this first stroll that I started appreciating Arizona’s natural backyard.
I also played tourist and visited the Sonora Desert Museum where I got my first glimpse of the havelina! And for those amazing sunsets, P and I went to Gates Pass with some friends and admired the shadows of the towering Saguaro cacti that filled the mountain sides. The sunset was heavenly and for a short 5 minutes, the entire mountain was silent as the sun slowly descended against the horizon. The Tucson hikes were also break-taking, and the weather was our friend the entire time we visited.
Grand Canyon in January
The Grand Canyon was a spot along our roadtrip from Tucson to the Bay. It was my first visit, and I was so excited to see the colorful layers of the canyon. Unbeknownst to me, the Grand Canyon in early January was covered with snow and the hike down was going to be slushy. But, I was determined to hike the canyon. P also assured me that I would soon see the brick red colors as we hiked down further into the canyon. So, I strapped on my thick woolly socks and my Nike Free trainers (because that was all I had on me) and layered on multiple shirts, a fleece, and a puffer. With my hat pulled down over my head and my gloves (which I surprisingly found stuffed in the pockets of my puffer), I shuffled after P down the narrow trail of the canyon, attempting to avoid slipping on the ice and stepping into any huge slushy puddles.
As we started on the trail, it started snowing, and I was so ready to just go back to a cozy cafe or rest area. P encouraged me to continue, and since I had been waiting so long to see the canyon, I trudged ahead. I was relieved when after about an hour, the snow started disappearing and the curves and the sides of the canyon started peering through the fog. We didn’t make it all the way down, but I felt pretty darn proud of myself for hiking through the snow without any hiking gear. The hardest part of the hike was heading back up the trail, but when we finished, I was so glad that I went through with the hike. Maybe next time, we’ll visit in the spring or summer…