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Saturday, July 20, 2013

Day Trip ~ from Prescott Valley to Jerome, Arizona

I am drawn to fluer-de-lis, so when I saw this on a fence in downtown Jerome, I knew I had to get a picture!

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 While we were in Arizona this month Mike and Marissa took us to Jerome, an old town built on the side of the Black Hills in Yavapai county, about halfway between Prescott and Sedona. We left Prescott Valley and took highway 89A. The sign said 19 miles to Jerome, so I calculated that it would be about 30 minutes to get there. The timeframe quickly lost all meaning when my body said to my stomach that it did want to be on this mountain road anymore! And just at the perfect time, this vista point and parking appeared, and we were able to get out of the truck and take this picture of Mike, Marissa, me and Mark. Beyond the Black Hills is Verde Valley. It was interesting to picture this town in pre-historic times, probably filled with water until the earth quaked and created the Black Hills and the beautiful valley beyond.


The day before we left California to drive to Prescott Valley, the Granite Hill fire overtook 19 firefighter hot-shots from in Yarnell, Arizona. All the flags were flying at half-mast. One of the victims was from Riverside County in California. Another victim was a clerk at the gun shop in Prescott where my nephew Jordan and his dad shop.








House on the hillside in Jerome, AZ.
A door in the Holy Family Catholic Church in Jerome. 



Best coconut cream pie! (at the Haunted Hamburger)
Storefronts in Jerome.


Climbing the steps of Jerome.

Jordan with his Uncle Mark.
On the return trip from Jerome, there was a sign along highway 89A which stated "Mingus Lake 2.0 miles." My brother-in-law is not one to turn down an adventure, cut off onto the dirt road in search of Mingus Lake. There is a great lack of water in Arizona, and Jordan was jazzed at the idea of there actually being a lake nearby Prescott Valley. When we reached the two-mile mark, there was a sign in front of a livestock watering hole. It is definitly not a lake, but a fisherman and his gal were there anyways to try their luck.
Jordan was bummed. We had a good laugh!

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