We have been so busy, I’ve had to skip some of the sights we’ve seen, so this is catch- up time for the travel blog. I wish I had the time to do it justice, but hopefully you’re getting the feel of what it’s been like for us to be on this journey. We have missed a few things on our route, but not much!
THE EXODUS MONUMENT
The story behind the Exodus Monument touched me. The plaque tells the story of an aging man who put his decrepit wife in a burden basket with her legs hanging out, and carried her on his back for most of the 180 mile forced march to the San Carlos Indian Reservation. Along with others, they had been forced to leave the lands they had lived on for centuries. The old man wouldn’t accept help from the troopers escorting them, except when they had to cross a stream. He allowed them to carry her across on horseback.
The Monument honors the strength of the human spirit possessed by the old man and his wife. They did what they had to do without complaint. Their resolve came from the belief they would one day return to their homeland.
The statue is in Camp Verde, Arizona.
THE GHOST TOWN OF JEROME
Jerome is America’s most vertical city and is known as the largest ghost town in America. It sits high on top of Cleopatra Hill and is halfway between Prescott and Flagstaff, Arizona. It was a copper mining town from the late 1800’s until the early 1950’s. It started with a settlement of tents and grew to become a rip-roaring billion dollar copper camp. The mountainside it’s built on is at a 30 degree angle. I personally don’t see how people could live with their house hanging off the side of a mountain like that. It’s a long way up there, and even though it’s now kind of an artsy place, it still has an erie feel to it.
Supposedly, there were murders and suicides when the town went from a population of 15,000 to a ghost town due to the sudden drop in copper prices. A lot of the town has now been restored and has become mostly a tourist attraction. We took a pass on the tour of the cemetery and the ghost inhabited hotel.
I thought I had a better picture of the houses built on the steep side of the mountain. Just try to imagine having your house propped up on one side by stilts.
MISSION SAN XAVIER DEL BAC
This Mission is in Tucson, Arizona. It is a Parish for the Tohono O’dham, and is on an Indian Reservation. It is currently in the process of being totally renovated. They still have Mass Celebrations and there is also a Mission School. We walked up the hill nearby until we reached the trail which went all the way around. There is a white cross at the very top. The view from the trail was spectacular.
There was a little cafe with picnic tables outside so we decided to have lunch before we walked up the hill. We had Indian fry bread with honey and powered sugar after chowing down on a delicious burro, (burrito). My thin, handmade tortilla was filled with cooked squash, onion, melted cheese, and a little chopped tomato. It was way too much for me, so I had to cut it in half. I ended up eating the whole thing anyway so who was I trying to kid. I just looked at my (after lunch) photo below. I look full.
THE BEAUTIFUL SAGUARO FOREST, TUCSON, AZ
WE’RE GOING TO BE HITTING THE ROAD HARD FOR THE NEXT FEW DAYS. WE ARE MEETING SOME FRIENDS IN GALVESTON FOR A BIG, RV PARK THANKSGIVING. DOESN’T THAT SOUND LIKE A HOOT?