PHEEBS & I HIT THE ROAD FOR A COUPLE HOURS THIS MORNING:))

PHEEBS & I ENJOYED A TOUCH OF AUTUMN COLOR IN THE WEAVER MOUNTAINS THIS MORNING

At first light I could see our wind sock hanging straight down & thought, ‘great’ no wind.  An hour later that sock was straight out & stayed that way all day as an icy northwest wind blew it’s way right through our sunny day.

HEADING OUR WAY NORTH UP OLD STAGE COACH ROAD & YES THIS WAS THE ORIGINAL STAGE COACH ROAD BETWEEN STANTON & YARNELL MANY YEARS AGO

Pheebs & I were out the door & into the Jeep before 10 heading our way across the valley’s desert floor in the direction of the old ghost & mining town of STANTON Arizona.  I knew the road would be wash-boardy & was curious to see what Libby thought of that.  Happy to say our Jeep Liberator handled those wash boards much better than our previous Jeep Wrangler & I again suspect the longer wheelbase & softer suspension. 

WE JUST CAME UP THAT ROAD BELOW

WE WERE PASSING THAT YELLOW TREE WHEN I TOOK THE POST’S FIRST PHOTO WITH PHEEBS

Puttering along slowly we had the heater going full blast & the windows down.  Finally reaching Stanton we hung a left onto old Stage Coach Road & began our slow climb up into the Weaver Mountains.  Always a nice drive on this sometimes washed out road as we poked along stopping here & there.  From the time we turned onto that road until the time we turned off that road half an hour later in Yarnell we never saw another single car or person.  I love when that happens:))

ALWAYS HAVE TO KEEP A SHARP EYE OUT ON THESE NARROW BLIND CORNERS

Although it was a nice looking sunny day the strong bitter cold wind just made stepping out of a vehicle rather nasty.  Had to remember to take off my cowboy hat every time before exiting the vehicle or my hat would surely have ended up over in New Mexico somewhere.  The north end of Old Stagecoach Road ends in the south end of Yarnell so we turned right & took us for a drive through Yarnell.  This is a cozy feeling sleepy little place & I’ve always liked how Yarnell is tucked comfortably away amongst large boulders.  It is the last stop on the Colorado Plateau before descending 2000’ feet down the ‘Yarnell Hill’ onto the Sonoran Desert floor below.  Congress & our digs are just a short couple miles from the base of the Weaver Mountains. 

HEADING INTO YARNELL FROM THE SOUTH

From our house we can see car’s headlights at night coming down the Yarnell Hill & this morning Pheebs & I stopped at a look-out point near the top of the hill & with my 300mm lens took a photo of where I thought our house would be.  Later at home after enlarging the photo I could see part of our roof.

OUR HOUSE IS AT THE BOTTOM OF THAT YELLOW LINE

Pheebs & rolled out of the Weaver Mountains & down the Yarnell Hill just short of high noon.  Minutes later we were home tucked warmly away inside our house.  It had sure felt good to get out for a few hours after being cooped up inside for the past couple days.  Just gotta make it a point to get out more that’s all………………..

FROM THE TOP END OF THE YARNELL HILL LOOKING OUT OVER THE SONORAN DESERT BELOW WITH CONGRESS JUST RIGHT OF CENTER UNDER THE HORIZON LINE & NORTH RANCH BARELY VISIBLE TOP LEFT JUST UNDER THE HORIZON AS WELL (click to enlarge photo)

We did touch on where to head off too once the blinker/flasher problem was resolved in the Big EEE Wednesday but as of yet have been unable to decide on a destination.  If it doesn’t warm up around here soon we may have to head on down Yuma way.

GROANER’S CORNER:(( Two robins were sitting in a tree. "I'm famished," said the first one.  "Me, too," said the second. "Let's fly down and find some lunch."
They flew down to the ground and found a nice piece of plowed land with lots of fresh worms. They ate, and ate, and ate 'till they could eat no more. "I'm so full, I don't think I can fly up to the tree," said the first.  "Me, either. Let's just lie here in the warm sun," said the first one.  No sooner had they had fallen asleep when a big fat tomcat attacked and gobbled them up. As the cat sat washing his face after his meal, he thought, "I love Baskin' Robins."