Showing posts with label Tucson Arizona. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tucson Arizona. Show all posts

Monday, January 5, 2015

The Fugitive.

New Year's Eve woke me up with a weirdly-east wind and a coating of ice. Who can sleep through a coating of ice? Then Betty called to let me know that Hell™was about to break loose, and was I prepared to be stranded there?

I'm writing you from Tucson.

Annie and David, friends to the world, took me in without a question even though they were expecting bona fide guests at the same time, and wouldn't even be home when I arrived in Truth or Consequences. I was fabulously and graciously entertained and fed for three nights, along with guests Donna and Gary.


Finally, the weather broke in TorC, and I kept going south. 

Gary and Donna talked about some sights they sighted on the way, and so I reverse-traced their wheelprints. First stop, Safford Arizona, and Essence of Tranquility.

If you are in a position to camp, this option offers outstanding value at $15/night/person. They cannot accept RVs, so Spud came in incognito, disguised as a hatchback.

When you camp, you also get community room and kitchen privileges, electricity, wifi, coffee, and nearly-unlimited hot springs access. The community room has a TV and a propane fireplace, so I relaxed in there by the fire until I couldn't delay bedtime any longer.

That night was 24°F, my new high of lows. I learned later, unofficially, that for another $5 they will run an extension cord to your vehicle or tent. I would have splurged. The next night was a Casita #16 splurge.

While I was there, I met Mosey, a toddler still measuring age in months. She had a lot to say. I think this name may be the single-best thing her parents did for her future.

When you get to the hot springs, you're going to see a lot of "Don't" signs. "Don't" let that discourage you. Clarisse is very sweet - she even gave me a hug when I left - and unless you're a jerk, you're not going to get yelled at.



Have you seen The Thing?


Yep, seeing The Thing.

Before you get to The Thing, you're already seeing Some Things. 








Thing 1 and Thing 2, may they rest in peace.
 Sorry, but if I was gonna see this stuff, so were you.

Saguaros!!!




After I left Truth or Consequences, I was doing all-new stuff. It's good to be on the road. Tonight I'm in Tucson where it is not 24°.



Thursday, December 19, 2013

(Not) chillin' in Tucson.

A duck is always game for a visit to Tucson. Yep, totally down with that. So, I eagerly accepted SuperLori's invitation to be her Avian Sidekick again. That fits the bill.

Not much going on, Duck! you say. Well, not on the outside. Inside, where it's dark and slimy, past the giblets and the mesentery, things are really happenin', man.

Check out Levonne's latest article (*ahem*). It's about someone you know. Someone you know really well. Someone synonymous with "TMI."

While my Tucson hosts are off functioning as productive members of society, I'm kicking it with Sammy the Wonder Dog while we have a spa day. That means she gets brushed, and then I take a shower.


Crested saguaro in Tucson Mountain Park