That’s the question Magpie and I were asking ourselves as we happened upon this rock formation the other day plopped smacked dab in the middle of the desert.
Of course, we knew what planet we were on … the planet of Arizona. (We went to public school). 🙂
We spent quite a bit of time exploring this strange and wonderful landscape (and avoiding the dreaded stick snake).
Sadly, some people failed to appreciate the natural beauty and mistook it for a landfill, but at least they positioned the chair so they could admire the sunset.
(I got an iMac about a month ago, and I love love LOVE it! I’ve especially had a lot of fun trying some of the many photography apps that are available. I was already familiar with a few of them , like Snapseed (my favorite) and Camera Bag. Another really nice low-cost app that is great for removing unwanted objects from images is Snapheal. However, It seems that while all of them do some really great things none of them are as complete as the Photoshop Elements program I had on my windows machine. Now I am wondering if I should give Aperture a try. Do any of you folks out there use Aperture?)
Skull Valley, Arizona
Yes, I did half expect to see Gomer Pyle come running out to pump gas.
I have to admit that before I went to Wickenburg with Magpie last Friday this was pretty much all I knew about the place. It had always been for us merely a pass through on the way to Laughlin, NV, and I had no idea about the history, the art sculptures, the little shops and the restaurants there. Dare I say that Wickenburg has more class in its right hoof than all of Phoenix? (OK, there, I said it.)
And weather is something of a treat in these parts. It’s brought some beautiful sunsets and cooler temperatures. I’m ready for it!
I am not really a fan of Jerome . The town itself is charming – filled with bed and breakfasts, restaurants and shops and spectacular views. It’s just that my vertigo and claustrophobia always get the better of me. Called “America’s Most Vertical City”, its elevation is 5,000 feet, and it can only be reached by driving up winding roads with high mountains on one side and steep drop offs on the other. While wandering the streets of Jerome I feel like I am walking in the Funny House at the carnival. You know the one where the floor is tilted?
Jerome became a notorious “wild west” town, a hotbed of prostitution, gambling, and vice. On February 5, 1903, the New York Sun proclaimed Jerome to be “the wickedest town in the West”.
The historic copper mining town of Jerome has also been called the “Largest Ghost Town in America”. It’s population peaked at 15,000 in the 1920’s, but after World War II the demand for copper slowed, and the Phelps Dodge mine closed in 1953. In 1967 Jerome was designated a National Historic District by the federal government. Today Jerome is a thriving tourist and artist community with a population of about 450.
Okay maybe not in the shade of the freeway, but watching this farmer in the field with the Palo Verde Nuclear plant looming in the background made me think of the Jackson Browne song, “The Pretender”.