Scottsdale Outlaws

03/29/2010 | Comments: 0 | Categories:

We pulled into Scottsdale Congregational Church and set up camp in their Youth Room. Equipped with sofas and a centerpiece Foosball table, we were content to say the least. Our intentions were to rest up enough to traverse the Sonoran Desert so we setup a loose schedule and wished to see the most of the valley while we were their.

First stop was old town Scottsdale where we were treated to dinner and desert in a fashionable style while the night life sprawled around us. It was strange to be in a large city after sleeping in the woods for months. We each associated our experience with Boston or New York and remembered what it was like in the metropolis.

The following day we drove up to Sedona, AZ to be amazed by geography. Towering above the nestled town are large mesas of brilliant red sandstone, carved out by a 200 million year old sea and shaped by the softly abrasive wind. It was a spectacular place of nearly mystic proportions. We remarked that even the cheapest property value had a view none better than half the world.

On our car ride back we took an alternate route up Mingus Mountain to view the strange town of Jerome. Jerome is perched on what could be mistaken as an inhabited cliff. The houses are built on streets that switchback and tier over themselves. A town of novelty and fully worth the visit.

Up and over Mingus Mountain led us to the famed cowboy and outlaw town of Prescott. We ate at the 'Palace' where the Earp brothers and Doc Holliday had a few to drink. There we met a confederate reenactment soldier whom was making the rounds with the guests.

Each day concluded with most likely a dessert and a fastidious march to bed as we awaited our next day. When my birthday came around I was treated to a Boston Crème pie and a not-quite unison rendition of happy birthday by the church congregation. We were making memories in Scottsdale, Arizona.