We’ve been hanging out in our sweet canalside camp spot for the last week enjoying the gorgeous Arizona sunshine. (Did you know that 60°F feels really cold after a week of 80°F? I’m writing this in a down vest…). Yes, that is a private dock next to the camper:
The mountains are full of quad trails and Sprocket and I have crossed over the mountains several different ways. The desert here is not lush but there are some cool rock formations to explore. Placer mining has been practiced here for almost 100 years: it’s probably that I have to thank for the tangle of roads crisscrossing the hills.
Sprocket is in love with this place: water, dirt, and the quad.
Plus, we happen to be camped with people who Sprocket has taken quite a shine to. Fortunately, the feeling is mutual and he is welcomed in their camps as he makes the rounds each day.
During our exploring we ambled to the top of “Laguna Summit,” a bump of 711′ in the hills:
We’ve ridden the quad to the tower in the distance and looked down onto Laguna Dam and Mittry Lake:
We even found the inlet to the longer of the Gila Gravity Dam tunnels:
Not too shabby…not at all: