We've never had the desire to ride in a motorboat on the dam although we like the periodical paddle in a kayak. However, a large lake as the Roosevelt holds less attraction than, say, paddling in a place like Page where there are tributaries, canyons and fascinating places of interest viewed from a boat. Nevertheless, the views of Roosevelt Lake from the surrounding mountains are hard to beat--they are gorgeous and one of our favorites.
With that mindset, our landlord, Ron, invited us to join him and another local, Robert. We took advantage of a rest day and joined the two residents who have only lived in Tonto for 1 and 3 years respectively.
Ron is an ideal host, a decent person and extremely useful with his hands. On any one day, he is repairing, servicing or adapting his various 'toys' which include boats, vehicles, off-road and others, a drone, culling the wild Javelina with his armaments, recently released his massive mobile home, donated an older one to charity, his houses and I know I've forgotten other useful gadgets. He and his wife have moved (partially) to Tonto, which is a partial great move, in someone's opinion.
Thanks for taking care of us, Wendy and Ron. Our next landlord ain't got a chance...which means we're heading downhill after this visit. Had I been born in the USA, I might retort: "Aw shucks."
To us, a symbol of freedom and ingenuity, as well as awfully practical.
Timing has to be ideal to capture reflections. Lucky is good, too.
Let it make its own comment.
The colors throughout the day are invariably fantastic.
The dam wall at Roosevelt. Less than 2 weeks before, we were viewing Glen Canyon Dam in Page.
Jen commences a tough hike, 'The Vineyard', now off the boat.
Another challenge on Mill Ridge with access to the Arizona Trail. The 'four sentries' stand guard, never moving but missing nothing except an occasional scrape of our bodies.
'She'll be coming round the mountain when'...hmm, we still call him a male.
The long and winding road home.
Cheers,
Jenni and Jeffrey
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