We turned off Hwy 191 heading deeper into the Apache National Forest. The trusty Road Atlas has never lead us astray; we've become experts at discerning decent camp spots along squiggly unimproved roads. There seemed to be quite a few in this area, but the sun was long gone and as of yet we had nowhere to stay. We've had some pretty close calls before and unfortunately know it's no fun sleeping in the back of a rental. The road ahead was quickly deteriorating. Before long we were creeping down a gnarley, bolder riddled path only a few inches wider than the truck. Complete with a steep drop-off and 20% grade, this was easily the worst road we'd ever driven on. At last we made it to the bottom and less than a mile ahead was a perfect spot to make camp. I strongly believe in a little something called 'Camping Karma'. Leave the area a little better than you found it, leave no trace as much as possible, and always leave extra fire wood for the next people. Thankfully someone had returned the favor and left us a nice big pile of fire wood, roasting sticks and a large log that made for a perfect bench.
That night was the coldest of our trip. There was frost on the ground the next morning and thermometer in the truck read 32 degrees. A blanket, two thermal pads and our sleeping bag are all we had, but thankfully we stayed very warm snuggling all night.
We got back to the main road and continued heading south to Tuscon. In less than 100 miles we were out of the dense forest and back to dry, flat desert. I thought the desert would be an barren wasteland, but infact it's quite an astonishingly beautiful sight.
A few hours later we arrived in Tuscon. We had so many options at that point, but finally decided to visit Colossal Cave. The tour was about an hour long. Pretty interesting formations inside, and our guide told us the story of 3 bank robbers who once used it as their hide out. I was advised to turn my hat around so as not to run into any 'noggin-ites' - those things you hit your head on while exploring caves. :)
After Colossal Cave we drove up into the mountains to the northeast of Tuscon for some great views of the city below.
Realizing there was only an hour of sunlight left we quickly found a suitable trailhead nearby and loaded up our gear. We hiked along this trail which was actually a dried up river bed. About a mile in we veered off the trail up a small hill and came upon another awesome camping spot.
Thursday morning we hiked about 3 miles to the top of the mountains between us and Tuscon. We took quite a few pictures and spent some time gazing around the valley below as the sun warmed us up. On the way back to our camp site I managed to kick a cactus by mistake. BIG MISTAKE! Those barbs went right through my shoe and sock right into my toes! Mother #&@%!!! That hurt!
An hour later we were back at camp and packing things up. Three full days without showers and we had the stank to prove it! By the time we got back to the truck I couldn't take it any more. I stripped naked, grabbed our last gallon of water and gave myself a refreshing shower in the middle of the parking area. That was the BEST!
We had a few hours to kill before we needed to be back in Phoenix. We drove out to the Saguaro Wilderness and took some really fun ScenicBoys photos. I love the contrast between soft skin and the spiny, poisonous, jagged desert.
I wish I could show you more, but we're saving them for something much bigger later down the road. But here's another (fully clothed) one!
Back to Phoenix that night for SHOWERS, sushi, drinks and dancing. What a fun time! The next morning we were on a plane heading back to Seattle. As we made our final descent through what seemed like a vertical mile of cloud cover, we looked at one another and sighed, "When do we move?"