We are back in one of our favorite places, Phon D Sutton Recreation Area in the Tonto NF, and we never thought we would be so happy camping in a parking lot!
It’s the Salt River that makes it so special….(see above photo.) And the wild horses and bald eagles also entice us to stay.
We moved here last weekend, thinking we would stay one night on our way back to the Cholla camp at Lake Roosevelt. But as the day passed, we found no reason to move.
Now we are working on our fifth day! The $3.00 daily fee for the senior version of the Tonto pass also helps us to stay put.
And we keep discovering places to hike!
One day runs into the next. We chat with neighbors, hike and sit and stare into the mountains. Trying not to be sad….this is our last week in the desert.
Backing up to 10 days ago….
We pull onto the 202 after saying good bye to David’s family in Phoenix. Not sure of our destination but have several camps in mind. But after the Flatiron of the Superstition Mountains rises in front of us, our truck heads straight for Lost Dutchman SP.
We notice another Casita as we try to maneuver into our spot. Taking a second look, the Casita is waving at us! What a great surprise, it’s Bob and Mary from Kansas! We last saw them at Quartzsite.
After talking them into second night, we call other fiberglass friends from Mesa, John and BJ, and arrange a mini gathering.
It’s great to see everyone again….may be another year before we visit again!
David wants to hike up the Siphon Draw trail as he has only looked up at the mountain looking over us.
(Our hike photos are on my camera….will insert here if I get to a place to download them. )
Less than a mile up the Siphon Draw trail in the Superstitions.
Lost Dutchman SP
Our parking lot home.
Unidentified desert flower.
David feeling envious!
Another Salt River photo.
Although we are sad to leave our winter home, we do have many good things happening in the future. We are excited to be attending the rally in Montgomery, Alabama in less than two weeks. Just need to get through the several thousand miles between here and there!
Then we can go home, catch up with family and friends and, fingers crossed, sell our house!