We have always wanted to try out the City of Prescott so instead, we ended up in Prescott Valley, less than ten miles down the road, another city with the same name (almost). Although we have been in this area before, it surprised us how large it is. When we passed along Highway 69, we could have been in any large US city—every store is represented. We prefer the smaller places although not those that are so small that they close for the winter—an experience we had in Torrey recently. Jenni was particularly pleased to notice Trader Joe’s. Enough with the housekeeping.
As is our tradition, we always like to be active on Thanksgiving Day. With this in mind, we undertook the 8.5 miles roundtrip to the peak of Granite Mountain, an elevation gain of 1,600 feet. The encounter is quite strenuous as most of the incline is in less than two miles. There are lovely views of the surrounding mountains, valleys, plenty of granite and forests. We enjoyed the hike, had a good sweat but something was missing—we’re not talking turkey, either. We realize we are a little (lot) spoilt following time spent over the last weeks in the Sierras and Utah. This is no fault of the Prescott National Forest but it’s our opinion. The hike was good, the views attractive but not too special.
The weather is outstanding. We have an extra bag in which we store winter/summer clothes, those not in use because of the season. As we move or anticipate the weather, the seasons change frequently. Sure enough, when we take out the shorts, the cold wind begins to blow. Since arriving in Bishop during October, we have rearranged our seasonal clothes a few times. As of now, we are back in summer although the nights are cold—the temperature halves soon after the sun sets. That’s fine with us as our editor does not enforce night hiking. We think we have found the chink in her armor.
Cheers,
Jenni and Jeffrey
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