Headed north. Passed the town of Hope. Of course, on the other side of
town was the sign, "You're beyond Hope now." Highway 89 north from Congress
is a slow road. The surface is good, but it is scenic. 20 mph road, all
the way to Prescott. Very scenic desert mountains. Advisories posted for
vehicles over 40 feet in length to turn around and go back. No problem for
us. We're 39' 10" (plus the tow car). No problem. Prescott is a mountain
town. Beautiful setting. It's all weathered granite and pinon pine. It a
bigger town than we expected.
Kept moving. Still north. Stopped for the night at Sunset Crater National
Monument. Saw a stellar's jay. That's it. One stinking stellar's jay.
Beautiful campground. No birds. A pine tree forest. Black volcanic
cinders on the ground. No brush. An open forest. Nothing on the ground
but pine needles. 7,000 feet. What a difference a day makes. Same state.
Ninety-five degrees yesterday in the low desert. Twenty-nine degrees this
morning in the high desert.
When we first got here, we asked for a bird list. We always do that just in
case. Sometimes we get lucky, and they have one. We asked. They looked
all around. They said they had one but couldn't find it. By the time we
left, I could have volunteered to write the bird list for them. Stellar's
Jay. One bird.
