Yesterday when Dave and Ken were golfing at Seven Canyons Karen and I decided to go for a hike behind our bed and breakfast. Our host had told us the trails weren’t groomed but we could hike for a long way. We set off and the climb up was fairly easy. The sun was shining and it was great to be hiking under the clear blue sky in such beautiful scenery with my sister.
At the beginning of our hike the birds were very noisy. We spotted several colorful songsters and one bird with an interesting plume that scuttled over the ground. I found out later it was a Gambel’s Quail.
As we climbed higher the bird songs stopped. We hiked for a couple of hours and met only one other person, a mountain biker from San Francisco who was traversing the rocky and sandy trail with his cycle.
All the different rock formations in Sedona have been given names by the local residents. I wanted to learn them all, but Dave said we should give them our own names. Karen and I decided to call this one The Turtle. Looking for pictures in the rock formations is kind of like looking for pictures in the clouds.
We stopped often to enjoy the view. We could look down and see most of Sedona. It was founded in 1902 by fruit and cattle farmers and was named Sedona after the wife of one of the early settlers. He decided to apply for a postal station for the community and needed a short single word for its name. In 1950 Sedona only had 350 residents, but then it was discovered in the 60’s by retirees, in the 70’s by artists and New Agers and in the 80’s by tourists. It has 10,000 permanent residents now and millions of tourists visit every year.
Although there are no saguaro cacti in Sedona, because of the frost and elevation, there are lots of prickly pear cactus and many other kinds of cactus as well. We had to be careful not to get too close to the cacti as we walked or we got scratched.
One thing that struck us as we walked was that there was absolutely no litter. The area where we were walking wasn’t even part of a park or formal hiking area, that might have been cleaned regularly by workers, but obviously from the well-worn paths lots of people had walked there and yet we didn’t see a single candy wrapper, water bottle or any kind of garbage. I read later that Sedona has a corps of over a hundred volunteer Litter Lifters, some who’ve worked for more than twenty years to keep the Sedona area free of litter.
Kaaren is looking up to see where the huge pieces of rock she is standing in front of might have fallen from. They looked literally sheared off, with layers and layers of rock exposed in these enormous jagged shards.
It was such a nice day and Kaaren and I were enjoying ourselves so much we didn’t realize how much time had passed, but luckily Kaaren checked her watch and we decided we’d better start our trek down to our bed and breakfast because it would soon be time to pick up the guys from the golf course.
Sedona is a great place to hike. I’d love to come back again and stay for a couple of weeks and really explore this unusual and scenic place.
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