Friday, May 8, 2020

Continuing my round-trip; Mississippi to California


Thursday, April 30, 2020
Our current experience at Flagstaff is refreshing days and crisp nights, with low humidity. Nights are cold, with temperatures warming up during the day. Layering is key and snow is possible. Our days have been in the 70’s and nights in the 40’s. Flagstaff is situated in the Ponderosa pines at an elevation of approximately 7,000 feet, near the base of the San Francisco Peaks. The name Flagstaff comes from an actual flagstaff made from a stripped Ponderosa pine tree that was erected at the spring, on July 4, 1876, by soldiers and pioneers.
Ah, the great sense of relief that comes with the sunshiny and snow melting ways of springtime. Spring includes a Hodge podge of weather from snow, sun, rain and wind. This season holds all sorts of surprises which is why it is always a good idea to check the weather reports before hiking or driving into the mountains. The average day time temperatures range from 50 to 70 degrees; the night time ranges from 20 to 30 degrees.
Flagstaff attracts outdoor enthusiasts year-round with its spacious vistas and cool, clean mountain air. Favorite activities include hiking, mountain biking, historic attractions, camping, boating, just relaxing, and rock climbing. At an elevation of 7,000 feet, in the midst of the world’s largest ponderosa pine forest, Flagstaff is a hub of activity where an eclectic mix of small-town charm and endless outdoor adventure beckons.
This morning, we took a nice hike through the Ponderosa pines up to the base of the San Francisco Peaks. We saw Stellar Jays, Acorn Woodpeckers, and Abert’s (long-eared) Squirrels.
After we made a scrumptious green chile rellenos breakfast, we headed to the laundromat to do laundry. We picked a well-managed, clean laundromat and used all of our protective gear and safety precautions. There were several Navajo women and they were practicing safety too. Made me feel better about the hard-hit Indians.
We caught take-out lunch at Chic-Fil-A and picnicked on the Northern Arizona University campus. We took a return drive along the foothills back to our campground. Flagstaff is home to the Flagstaff Urban Trail System which encompasses approximately 50 miles of trails throughout the city and includes areas on all sides of town. A local rock strata monument in Heritage Square of downtown Flagstaff, bears witness to the dormant volcanic area that created all this natural beauty.
It was a good day!

Venomous snakes of Arizona: These various snakes are found in unique environments around Arizona. Some found only in a very small pocket or area.
Arizona coral snake
Mexican vine snake
Tropical vine snake
Sidewinder Rattlesnake
Grand Canyon Rattlesnake
Arizona Black Rattlesnake
Great Basin Rattlesnake
Tiger Rattlesnake
Hopi Rattlesnake
Lyre snake
Mojave Rattlesnake (Crotalus scutulatus)
Night Snake
Northern Blacktail Rattlesnake
Prairie Rattlesnake (Crotalus viridis)
Arizona ridge-nosed rattlesnake (Crotalus willardi willardi)
Southwestern Blackhead Snake
Speckled Rattlesnake (Crotalus mitchelli)
Western Coral snake (Micruroides euryxanthus)
Western Diamondback Rattlesnake (Crotalus atrox)
Western Shovelnose Snake
Twin-Spotted Rattlesnake
Banded Rock Rattlesnake

Friday, May 1, 2020
Following a nice breakfast, we departed Flagstaff, Arizona and headed to our next campsite at Grants, New Mexico. I kept Google busy with questions about the route. We have traveled it on prior occasions, but there’s always a new discovery and something interesting to learn.
We crossed Walnut Canyon and I asked Google to “clue me in” on something new. Sure enough, I learned something interesting. We have explored Walnut Canyon National Monument SE of Flagstaff, where the 600-hundred-foot deep canyon exposes ancient limestone layers and contains lots of cliff dwellings of the 1100 CE, Sinagua people. What was new to me was that; Walnut Creek flows into the Little Colorado River. I also learned that the Little Colorado River takes its rise in east-central Arizona’s White Mountains, at 10,000-feet, and flows NW into the Colorado River, in the east Grand Canyon, and some of the canyons we have hiked are tributaries of the Little Colorado River. Of course, everyone who has visited the east Grand Canyon National Park has seen the Little Colorado River, joining the Colorado River, via its 3-thousand-foot-deep canyon. Now, that was very interesting to me because we have encountered the Little Colorado many times (over the years) in numerous places along its course to the Colorado River.
We had a picnic lunch (McDonalds take-out) at Holbrook today. Holbrook (1881) began as a town of railroaders and cattlemen, outlaws and rugged lawmen, and a few wild women.
 Today, it is a Navajo County (city) steeped in Native American culture. At almost a mile-high, our picnic was very comfortable under the shade trees. In Holbrook, petrified wood is on display and also for sale, all around. The nearby Petrified Forest National Park prohibits collecting but the surrounding area is open-season. It’s hard to believe that this 225-million-year-old-log and fossils were in a tropical forest, near the equator. It moved north thousands of miles and rose to over 5-thousand feet elevation to make this high-desert. We didn’t know about tectonic movements when we went to school at Progress!
Note: In Arizona and other southwestern States, a pond or hole of water is referred to as a “tank”. So, if a native, giving direction, says; “drive six miles north to the tank then take your first right”, be sure and define “tank”!
We hit New Mexico, and we were ready to pack-it-in! There’s no mistaking the red cliffs of Gallup, New Mexico. We have camped and hiked the mountains at the Navajo “Red Rocks” park and rodeo grounds and always enjoy the Native American cultures. Gallup is known as the "Heart of Indian Country" or "The Heart of Indians" because it is on the edge of the Navajo reservation and is home to Hopi, and Zuni tribes as well. Currently, Gallup is being hit hard by the CV pandemic and it is virtually closed to visitors. Hope they make it OK!
Finally, we arrived at our campsite at Grants, New Mexico, on the north end of the “lava country”. I picked this place as a repeat site because I was here eight days ago and loved the place. It’s on the north end of the large 3,000-year-old lava field, part of El Malpais National Monument. That lava is awesome, with an unimaginable story. It flowed down 25-miles, making lava tubes, blew massive piles all around, and left an immense badlands, to challenge your imagination.

Saturday, May 2, 2020
Doing a two-day rest-break at Grants, New Mexico, we walked, relaxed, cooked, and did some maintenance. This is a very unique spot with a lot of interesting attractions.

Monday, May 4
Our travel today was Grants, New Mexico to Oklahoma City, Oklahoma.
We stayed at a familiar (Rockwell RV Park) campground in Oklahoma City. They have a buffalo herd and we saw the newest addition born to the herd this morning. This is a convenient spot, just off I-40, with a nice, shady, quiet atmosphere.

Tuesday, May 5, 2020
Today, we traveled from Oklahoma City to Van Buren, Arkansas. We elected to take a two-day rest at Van Buren. We took a repetition campsite at the Ridge RV Park on Lee Creek, near the Oklahoma/Arkansas line, just upstream from the Arkansas River. Lee Creek flows from Arkansas into Oklahoma, then returns to Arkansas before its confluence with the Arkansas River near Van Buren. This park is primarily a fish camp with access to the Arkansas River’s McClellan–Kerr Arkansas River Navigation System, linking the Tulsa Port of Catoosa and running southeast through Oklahoma and Arkansas to the Mississippi River. It was somehow comforting to hear the powerful tugs, pushing large tows of commerce, passing through, during the night. The park is situated under a canopy of large hardwood trees and is a cozy little camp spot.

Thursday 5-7-20
Our travel goal today is Van Buren, Arkansas to Little Rock, Arkansas. We ordered lunch at the Clarksville Pizza Hut (take-out), and had a picnic lunch. Following lunch, we called ahead and made a campsite reservation at the Little Rock Downtown River RV Park. Continuing east, we began to encounter wind from a cold-front and it made towing a little dicey. Even the big-rigs were fighting to hold their lanes.
We were glad to arrive at the Little Rock Downtown River RV Park, a comfy little resort, tucked in between the Interstate, Arkansas River, railroad bridge, and floodwall, with access to the Little Rock River Walk. As the name implies, it’s literally in downtown Little Rock!
We arrived mid-afternoon, so our first activity was taking a walk. The campground connects to the Little Rock River Walk, via the old (1899) railway bridge. The railroad bridge has been converted to a scenic walking and biking crossing of the river. We walked around the William Jefferson Clinton Presidential Library building and park, a beautifully landscaped, lawn and gardens, with tributes.
In keeping with our priorities, we ordered a take-out Southern Fried Catfish dinner from the Flying Fish. We drove over the river bridge, picked-up our dinner, and returned to the RV Park, for the best fried catfish filets, fries, slaw, and key lime pie. Now that’s southern-fried! Sooooo good!!!

Friday, May 8, 2020
A rain storm came through during the night and made for some tranquil sleeping. This morning, the storm had moved east and after a nice breakfast, we headed to Senatobia. We stopped for fuel and lunch at West Memphis, then called ahead for a campsite. The best/closest we found was at Coldwater, so we headed in and shut-it-down. Tired and hungry, we made a pleasant dinner, then kicked-back to read and watch TV.
This closes-the-loop on my Mississippi to California, round-trip, and I feel the miles. My trip TO California was a three-day, 1800-mile drive, drive, motivated by getting back to Terry, at Lake Cahuilla. Our RETURN trip was a more relaxed, 12-day pull, with adequate rest stops, nice campsites, hiking, and sightseeing. We needed that after the hot, laborious days of packing-up at Lake Cahuilla.
Now, we begin a new sequester-period and commence our visit with Rose. Watching the Mississippi Governor announce an additional 14-day sequester period, this will probably be the safe-mode of living until the science and medicine folks figure-out an immunization. Glad we’re retired and sad for the people who have to be at risk. They deserve all the support that we can give them!