Monday, June 27, 2016

2016 Wild West Adventure - New Mexico and the Journey Home


This summer, we took a 2-week family vacation out to the wild, wild west. To read about our 1,500 mile, 4-day trek from Tennessee to Arizona, check out this post: 2016 Wild West Adventure - The Journey West. To read about our 5-day Arizona adventure, check out this post: 2016 Wild West Adventure - Arizona.

After 5 fun-filled days packed full of Arizona adventure, it was time to start heading home.

Day 10

Monday, June 27th arrived with an early start. We got our camper road-ready, and after a quick breakfast, we hitched it up to the truck and headed East.

After a non-eventful 6-hour drive, we descended into the Rio Grande valley and arrived in Albuquerque, New Mexico.

Our home away from home for the next few days was the RV Park at Isleta Lakes, part of the Isleta Resort and Casino.
The Isleta Resort grounds are located just inside the Isleta Pueblo and are owned and run by the Isleta Native American Tribe Council. The RV park is right on the Rio Grande Bosque. A bosque is an oasis-like ribbon of vegetation located along rivers and streams in the arid American Southwest.

The campground is actually quite nice. It has free and unlimited cable and wi-fi, and a well-stocked camp store. The grounds are extremely secure with a guard station and guard checking everyone entering and leaving the grounds.

The main reason for staying at Isleta Lakes instead of the Albuquerque KOA, was its proximity to the Albuquerque Airport and the towns of Los Lunas and Belen. While in the Albuquerque area, we planned to meet up with family from Belen, plus Haley had to leave us early to get back to her job at Starbucks. Isleta Lakes is only about 10 minutes from the Albuquerque Airport, about 10 minutes from Los Lunas, and 20-25 minutes from Belen.

Some of the family we were planning to meet up with were Lea's sister and niece. They, along with their good friend and house-mate M.K. were spending some time in Santa Fe. We all decided to meet up while in New Mexico to visit and do some upkeep on the family cemetery plot in Belen.

After we got settled into our campsite, Dana (center), Jillian (far left), and M.K. (not pictured) drove up from their hotel in Los Lunas to visit with us and see Haley before she left the next morning. 
We tried to enjoy the cooler evening air, until the Rio Grande mosquitos drove us inside. After several hours of catching up, Dana and crew headed back to their hotel, and we turned in for the night.

Day 11

The next morning, I got up early enough to get in some quiet time before dropping Haley off at the airport for her flight back home. After dropping her off, I headed back to the campground for some breakfast. After breakfast, we all headed down to Belen to meet up with Dana and crew at the Our Lady of Belen Cemetery.
Belen, New Mexico is an old railroad town with a lot of history. It was originally founded in 1740 by a group of Spanish colonists. It lies along the Rio Grande River with a Mesa to the West and the Manzano Mountains to the East.
Several generations of Cordovas (Lea's maiden name) are buried at the Lady of Belen Cemetery. With the strong New Mexico heat, wind and dust, cemetery plots can quickly fall under disrepair if they aren't regularly maintained. Lea's father is buried in a family plot located in the old section of the cemetery, where maintenance is left to the family. While we were in the area, we wanted to take the time to clean up the family plot and pay our respects.

After measuring the size of the plot and making a quick trip to Lowe's to get supplies, we spent an hour or so straightening up the brick border, installing weed barrier, and filling in the area with temporary mulch. We really wanted to fill in the area with gravel, but we didn't have enough time to order the material and have it trucked in. That will be a project for another time.
Ruben's (Lea's dad) headstone
After we finished, we grabbed a quick lunch and stopped by to visit Lea's Auntie Rosie and Uncle Henry. They now live in the house that her dad lived in. We then headed back to camp to get cleaned up for our "family reunion" dinner.

Lea and Dana had contacted all of the family still living in the Albuquerque area and planned a reunion dinner at Teofilo's Restaurante in Los Lunas.

The family: Starting from the right and going around the table: Lea's cousin Cindy with her grandson, Lea's Uncle Joe, Dana, Jillian, M.K., Aaron, Lea, Lea's Uncle Toby, Lea's Auntie Rosie, Lea's Uncle Henry, cousin Jason (Toby's son), and Cindy's husband Eric. Henry and Joe are Montoya brothers that married Cordova sisters.

Another picture of the crew after dinner.
After a great dinner of incredible food and wonderful fellowship, we headed back to camp and turned in for the night.

Day 12

The next morning, after some quiet time and a quick breakfast, I headed down to Los Lunas to pick up Dana, Jillian, and M.K. and drop them off at the Albuquerque airport for their flight back to Boise, ID.

Once I got back to camp from dropping everyone off at the airport, we decided to explore a little of the Albuquerque area. First stop was Sandia Peak.

The top of Sandia Peak sits at 10,378 feet above sea level, and the only way to get up there (besides hiking) is to ride the tramway. The tramway has been operating since May of 1966 (50 years) and takes passengers up 4,000 feet in a distance of 2.7 miles. At some points during the journey, the tram cars are dangling almost 1,000 feet above the jagged and rocky ground.

Personally, I am not a fan of heights - especially standing in a big box, dangling from a cable hundreds of feet above the ground. Needless to say, I was a little nervous on the ride up to the peak and didn't take any pictures. However, once we reached the summit, the views were definitely worth the nerve-wracking journey to the top.

Looking South from Sandia Peak toward Los Lunas and Belen. You can see the green ribbon of the Rio Grande Bosque in the distance.
Looking West over Albuquerque
Panorama from the top of Sandia Peak.
One of the tramway cars making its ascent up the mountain.
Ski lift on the Eastern side of the mountain with Monte Largo in the distance and South Mountain on the horizon.
Some of the wildflowers on top of the mountain.
Sandia Peak is located within the Cibola National Forest. In the 1930's, the Civilian Conservation Corps (CCC) completed numerous projects on Sandia Peak, one of which was a storm shelter for the Kiwanis Club. We decided to hike a short trail along the crest of the mountain that leads to the Kiwanis Cabin.
Stopping along the crest trail to soak in the view.
A pasture along the trail. It's amazing how different the climate is atop the mountain. You would never find this much green down below.
Aaron and Lea at the Kiwanis Cabin.
After spending a few minutes at the cabin, we hiked back to the tram port and caught the next tram car down the mountain.

For some reason, I wasn't as nervous going down as I was going up - so I took a few pictures along the way. The car going down and the car going up meet half-way along the trip. The descending car actually helps "pull" the ascending car up the mountain. 

Our guide easing our minds as he explained that the car swings as we pass over the tower.
Once we got to the bottom of the mountain, we headed to Old Town Albuquerque to look around and hopefully find some traditional New Mexican food to eat.

At the entrance to Old Town is a statue of Don Francisco Cuervo y Valdés, the founder of Albuquerque. Believe it or not, Albuquerque was founded in 1706 as a Spanish colonial outpost.
Once we parked the truck, we were able to find Hacienda de Rio Restaurant with authentic New Mexican cuisine, right on the old town plaza. The food was great, with some awesome chili. After we ate, we walked around old town to burn off some calories and see what "old" New Mexico was like.

On the North side of the town plaza is the San Felipe de Neri Church. This church was originally established in 1706. The original building collapsed in 1792. The current building was built in 1793, with other additions added throughout the years.
The 2 towers were constructed in 1861. On the West side (left) is a 2-story convent that was built in 1881.
New Mexican courtyard and well.
Chilis drying in the sun.
Decorative fountain in the middle of a cafe.
After our leisurely walk around Old Town, we headed back to the campsite to get ready for our journey back home.

Day 13, 14, and 15

The next morning, I got up early to finish packing up all our gear and hook the trailer up to the truck. Before I headed outside, there was a brief rain shower. When I went outside to begin hooking up the trailer, I was greeted with this:

Thank you New Mexico, for the beautiful send-off!
Once everything was hooked up and packed away, we hit the road for our 3-day trip back home.

After several hours of driving, and some nasty Texas thunderstorms, we arrived back at the Elk City / Clinton KOA. We even landed in the exact same campsite we were in two weeks before.
The next morning, we headed out early and arrived at the North Little Rock KOA in Little Rock, Arkansas in time for dinner.
After our last morning on the road, we hopped on I-40 and headed East for one more long push home. Late that afternoon, we pulled into our driveway - safe and sound - and thankful for a wonderful 2 weeks on our Wild, Wild West Adventure. Until next time...

Wednesday, June 22, 2016

2016 Wild West Adventure - Arizona

This summer, we took a 2-week family vacation out to the wild, wild west. Our adventure started with a 4-day, 1,500 mile drive from Tennessee to Northern Arizona. To read about our journey west, check out this previous post: 2016 Wild West Adventure - the Journey West

After our days-long drive to Arizona, we were ready for 5 packed days of the American Southwest.

Day 5

After 4 days of driving and early mornings, everyone wanted a chance to sleep in and relax a little before we started exploring.
While everyone else was enjoying the late morning, I got up a little early to take care of the dog, have some quiet time to myself, and then finish setting up our home away from home for the next 5 days.
The Williams/Circle Pines KOA is a really nice campground with a trailer-load of amenities. In my opinion, it is probably the nicest "destination" campground in the Grand Canyon Area - much nicer than any of the other campgrounds we saw. The campground is a short drive from Williams, AZ which has a Safeway grocery store and numerous restaurants and cafes. The drive to the South Rim of the Grand Canyon takes just over an hour. The campground has free cable TV and unlimited Wi-fi connectivity, along with a go cart track, miniature golf, hiking trails, indoor pool, weekly hay rides, and a large campground store.

After a leisurely start to the day and a quick bite of lunch, we decided to start our adventure at the Grand Canyon.

Fees to enter Grand Canyon National Park are $30 per vehicle, and the pass is good for 7 days. After entering the park, we found a parking spot around the South Rim visitor center. At the visitor center, we watched a quick film on the history of the park, and then headed toward Mather Point. After a short walk up the trail, we reached the canyon rim... and there it was in all it's glory...

Grand Canyon South Rim

Grand Canyon, South Rim

Grand Canyon South Rim

Grand Canyon, South Rim
No lens on any camera can capture the vastness of the canyon. The view is all-consuming. Even this panorama shot doesn't even come close to giving justice to the awesome beauty.
The entire time we were at the canyon, we kept having to dodge rain storms. It would clear up - then off in the distance, we would see an approaching storm. It would get really windy, and then downpour... with really large rain drops.

Grand Canyon, South Rim
Another approaching storm 
In between the downpours and the strong winds, I managed to get my tripod set up and take a quick family photo. This was taken out on Mather Point.
Grand Canyon, South Rim
Panorama shot of an approaching storm with spots of sunlight shining into the canyon. 
Grand Canyon, South Rim
As the storms passed over and the sun broke through the clouds, interesting patterns of dark and light would appear throughout the canyon.
 As we walked west along the rim trail, Aaron and I decided to take our adventure up a notch and climb out onto a precipice that jutted out from the canyon wall. We found a path that worked its way out onto the rocky ledge.

You can't really tell from my vantage point - but this is a picture of Aaron out on the edge of the precipice. It would have looked much more impressive if I had taken the picture from a further distance away.
After taking cover from another downpour, we hopped on a shuttle bus to Grand Canyon Village for a quick bite to eat - then grabbed another shuttle back to the Visitor's Center and headed back to Williams and the campground. Despite the rain, the Grand Canyon did not disappoint.

Day 6

For something fun and memorable, I reserved spots for us on a 1.5 hour horseback ride with High Mountain Trail Rides in Mormon Lake, AZ. We were scheduled for a 1:15 ride to Navajo Springs. Mormon Lake was about a 1 hour drive from the campground, so we had another relaxing morning, packed a brown-bag lunch for everyone, then headed out around noon.

After arriving at the stables and getting checked-in, we were assigned our horses. Haley was on Snowball, Lea was on Jimmy, I was on Jack, and Aaron brought up the rear on Sally.
The weather was beautiful, and we had a enjoyable ride through the Ponderosa Pines and Aspen groves. We had a great laugh when Haley's horse Snowball decided to relieve herself right in front of Lea. First came the waterfall, as she emptied her bladder. Then Snowball lifted her tail and detonated a huge gas bomb right in Lea's face. Lea's reaction was priceless. If only I had it on video.
After our horseback ride, we decided to head out to the Meteor Crater between Flagstaff and Winslow, AZ - another hour drive.

Looking toward Flagstaff from atop the crater wall.
The meteor crater is a privately-owned site, so admission fees are a little high ($18.00 per adult), but it is pretty interesting. There is a visitor center with gift shop and museum - plus access to the crater rim.

Meteor Crater
Aaron and Haley on one of the lookout spots within the crater. The fixed telescopes focus on places of interest that are hard to spot with the naked eye.
Meteor Crater
The crater itself is huge. Even standing on the rim, it's hard to judge how large it is. Down in the middle of the crater is a 6-foot cut-out of an astronaut that is hard to even see without a telescope. This is my attempt to get the entire crater in one panoramic shot.
After we saw everything worth seeing at the meteor crater site, it was getting pretty late in the afternoon and we needed to get back to camp to feed the dog. So we took a quick side trip along historic Route 66 through downtown Flagstaff and headed back "home" for the evening.

Day 7

Next on the vacation agenda was a trip out to Hoover Dam. I've seen pictures, videos, and documentaries of the dam all my life and have always wanted to see it. With it being only a 2.5 hour drive away, I couldn't resist.

Since we would be driving a good part of the day and wanted to have enough time to tour the dam, we grabbed a quick breakfast and headed west on I-40.

Hoover Dam
After a couple hours of driving, we entered the Mojave Desert and eventually crossed the Colorado River into Nevada. Along the access road to the dam, there is a parking lot with a trail that leads up to the Mike O'Callaghan-Pat Tillman Memorial Bridge that spans Boulder Canyon.
Hoover Dam
As we walked across the bridge, there in front of us was Hoover Dam in all her glory. The dam, built in the 1930's, is solid concrete - and isn't going anywhere. It's pretty astounding to think of how much forethought and effort went into building this engineering wonder with antiquated 30's-era tools and methodologies.
Once we had enough of the view from the bridge, we walked back to the truck and drove to the dam. Once we passed through security, we crossed over the dam and parked the truck on the Arizona side of Lake Mead.

Hoover Dam
As we walked along Lake Mead toward the dam, we passed by the inlets for the hydro-electric turbines and the overflow spillway. The spires in the picture above take in water that power the turbines, providing electricity to Las Vegas and the surrounding area. There are 2 overflow spillways (the Nevada-side spillway is the large concrete wall just behind the intake spires). The only time Lake Mead has ever gotten high enough to need the spillway was in the 80s (during the Reagan administration) after a very snowy winter.
Hoover Dam
This is a view of the dam from the Arizona side, looking toward the visitor center.
Hoover Dam
A view of the Mike O'Callaghan-Pat Tillman Memorial Bridge, looking South from Hoover Dam.
I was pretty hot outside. Temperatures were around 115 degrees! While it was a "dry heat" with no humidity, it was still hot - basically like being inside an oven. To get respite from the high temps and glaring sun, we decided to go on the tour of the Hoover Dam power plant.

After watching a short movie on the history of the dam. we loaded into an elevator and descended several hundred feet into the rocky walls of Boulder Canyon to the hydro-electric power plant on the Nevada side of the dam.

Hoover Dam
After traversing down a long tunnel that was bored into the red rock, we entered the turbine room. These massive turbines, built in the 1930s, are rotated by the force of the Colorado River, generating the electricity that brings life to the Vegas strip.
After our power plant tour was over, we were able to spend a few minutes on the observation deck.

Hoover Dam
This is looking down onto the top of the turbine rooms from the observation deck. We were in the Nevada turbine room (bottom of the picture).
Hoover Dam
To finish up our day at Hoover Dam, we made an obligatory stop at the gift shop. Just outside the gift shop is a sculpture crafted in honor of the workers that risked their lives building the dam. This statue of a high scaler was modeled after an actual worker.
Because of the unbearably hot temperature, Lea didn't want to make the long walk back to the truck, so Haley, Aaron, and I braved the hot temps while Lea took it easy in the air-conditioned gift shop. After picking her up on the way out, we headed back to camp.

On the way back to the campground, we discovered an In-N-Out along I-40 in Kingman, Arizona. Since neither Haley, Aaron, nor I have ever had the honor of eating In-N-Out, we decided to stop there for a late lunch - just to see what the craze is all about. The food was good (sorry California natives), but I have had better. However, I did not know about ordering "animal style." If I ever have the chance to eat at In-N-Out again, I'll try an animal style burger - that may change my mind.
After nearly 5 total hours of driving and few hot hours at Hoover Dam, we ended our day with a relaxing evening in the camper.

Day 8

Because of all the driving over the past few days, we decided to spend Saturday morning close by. The plan was to head into nearby Williams, Arizona to find a cafe for breakfast, and then head back to the Grand Canyon that afternoon to catch the sunset at the end of the day.

After a slow-paced beginning to our morning we headed into Williams to have breakfast at Cafe 326, right on historic Route 66. The food was pretty good and so was the coffee.

Route 66, Williams Arizona
This sign was right outside the door of Cafe 326.
Route 66, Williams Arizona
After breakfast, we decided to "cruise" up and down Main street/Route 66 and hit some of the gift shops. Williams, Arizona is an interesting mix of Route 66 memorabilia and Old West-style attractions. One evening, when we were doing some grocery shopping, there was an old west "shoot-out" right on main street.
Route 66, Williams Arizona
This is an old Route 66 era garage-turned museum, right along the strip.
Route 66, Williams Arizona
A 1950 Ford parked at Pete's Gas Station Museum
In past camping excursions, I have brought along a couple of bicycles - because that was all that would fit in the back of my truck. On this trip, I wanted to be able to bring 4 bikes along, so that we could all ride together as a family. A few months before we embarked on our adventure, I bought a mounting rack for our trailer and a 4-bike rack to carry all of our bikes. After toting 4 bike across the country, I wasn't about to leave Arizona without going on a family bike ride. So that afternoon, I hitched the bike rack to the truck and loaded all our bikes for a family bike-riding adventure along the Grand Canyon.

Most of the rim trail is off limits to bicycles, but there is a short section that goes West from the visitors center to the Kaibab Trailhead that is open to bikes. We parked the truck at the visitor center, unloaded the bikes, and headed down the greenway to the trail.

Grand Canyon, South Rim
A view of the canyon where the greenway meets up with the rim trail.
Grand Canyon, South Rim
Aaron enjoying the view.
Grand Canyon, South Rim
Haley being Haley.
Grand Canyon, South Rim
Lea getting a little nervous being that close to the edge.
Grand Canyon, South Rim
The canyon near the trailhead of the Kaibab Trail. The Kaibab is one of the trails hikers take from the South Rim, down to Phantom Ranch at the bottom of the canyon.
Grand Canyon, South Rim
Cactus at the Kaibab trailhead.
Once we reached the Kaibab trailhead, we locked up our bikes and hopped on a shuttle bus to Yaki Point to catch the sunset.

Grand Canyon, South Rim, Yaki Point
The setting sun casts long shadows across the canyon.
Grand Canyon, South Rim, Yaki Point
The family (sans bicycle helmets) at Yaki Point.
After taking in some of the scenery, we found a Westward facing vantage on the point and settled down for the awesome display of God's artistry.

Grand Canyon, South Rim, Yaki Point, Sunset

Grand Canyon, South Rim, Yaki Point, Sunset

Grand Canyon, South Rim, Yaki Point, Sunset
Enjoying the sunset (photo credit: Aaron Hicks)
Grand Canyon, South Rim, Yaki Point, Sunset

Grand Canyon, South Rim, Yaki Point, Sunset

Grand Canyon, South Rim, Yaki Point, Sunset

Once the sun set below the horizon, it started getting dark pretty quickly - and we still had to bike our way back to the truck. We hopped on the first shuttle bus off the point and got off at the closest stop to our bikes. We then hoofed it as fast as we could to our bikes, hopped on, and began riding our bikes back to the truck. Pretty soon, it was completely dark. We could barely make out the dark asphalt bike trail from the rest of the terrain. Our relaxing bike ride had now become an adrenaline-pumping adventure as we rode along the edge of the canyon in the blackness of night. Thankfully we all made it back to the truck safely. Now we have memories to share and a great story to tell.

Once we loaded the bikes on the bike rack, we discovered that a night-time star tour was about to embark from the Grand Canyon Visitor Center. The Grand Canyon was recently designated as a dark sky park. At night, the park is almost completely free of light pollution and offers an incredible view of the stars and planets in our galaxy - even the Milky Way Galaxy itself. I didn't have enough time to take any long-exposure photos of the night sky, so you will just have to take my word for it: the view of the stars was absolutely amazing.

The star party tour wrapped up around 10:00pm, and we headed back to camp to wrap up our penultimate day in Arizona.


Day 9

Day 9 marked our last day in Arizona. We spent that morning doing a few chores (like laundry) and getting ready for our departure. That afternoon, we had a trip planned down to Prescott, Arizona to visit some old family friends.

One of Lea's dad's best friends is Dave Grossman. For years, Dave has been a collector of sorts, a motorcycle enthusiast, and a classic car restorer. Several years ago, he "retired" to Prescott. Since we were in Arizona, and only an hour or so from Prescott, we decided to pay him a visit.

When we arrived at Dave's place, he met us outside and quickly took us on a tour of his garage where he keeps his collection. After going through his garage, he took us outside to show us some of his cars. Aaron is a huge car fan and took lots of pictures. Since I didn't bring my camera, here are some of Aaron's:

Dave showing off his Chevy Super Sport.


After checking out all his cars, we went inside to visit for a while, then headed back to camp to finish packing up the trailer for our long trip the next morning.

Northern Arizona is an amazing place. We spend 5 full days there, and didn't even come close to seeing all the sights. We'll just say that we left plenty to do for our next trip west, whenever that may come.



That's it for our Wild West Arizona adventure. Next up, a few days in Albuquerque, New Mexico and the long journey home.