It can be harder than you might think! We are extending our stay here at Meteor Crater RV Park a little longer, because the area I’ll be heading towards has had a lot of ‘winter mix’ forecast and that doesn’t sound like something I want to tow WS in. Here we’ve had a lot of big winds, some rain…and some of the rain was really ice.
Theres no rush though! That’s one of the joys of this life….and we have this view:
These are the snow covered SanFrancisco Peaks at Flagstaff, about 40 miles northwest of us. These mountains are sacred to all the nearby Native American Tribes….and well they should be….to anyone who gazes on them or wanders in them.
Here they are a bit closer, as I drive towards them to visit Sunset Crater and Wupatki Ruins.
Yes, I visited these places early in my adventures, but I’m happy to see them again.
From the info given at the visitor center:
“Erupting sometime between 1040 and 1100 Sunset Crater is the most recent in a six million year history of volcanic activity in the Flagstaff area.” There are more than 600 hills and mountains in this volcanic field. Sunset Crater is the largest.
And here it is.
This is how much of the nearby landscape looks, covered with cinders.
Farther on we come to some of the most impressive ‘ancient ruins’ I’ve seen yet.
This is called the Wukoki Pueblo. All alone out here in the desert, this place blows me away. People built this and lived here about 800 years ago. I just stand in awe thinking about what it was like, and about the strength, ingenuity, determination and the belief system of people who would make a life here, and after making their homes from the rock, then making their bowls from the mud and their baskets and shoes from the plants. Then they farmed this, and grew their corn, beans and squash.
Not a little bit of work.
Through a window.
Then behind one of the visitor centers is Wupatki ruins.
This was a community center that had about 100 rooms they say, and a ball court too. I don’t suppose they had that nice hand rail in the foreground though.
There are more remains of homes of the Old Ones to see, and then the loop you have been driving on leads back to Hwy 89. If you turn right you go to Cameron and the Cameron Trading Post there on the Navajo Reservation. I turn left however, and drive the 60-65 miles back to my little home. Even though it’s small with wheels, it has running water, light bulbs, heat and air conditioning. Food and clothing and blankets, bowls and baskets and shoes are so easy for me to come by…life for me is so different than it was for these people who lived in these very homes…people who laughed and cried, loved, had worries and pains, wants and needs. It’s a reminder not to take for granted the ease with which I live.
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Seems like a couple of nice days coming up, and so I’m planning another adventure to a place I haven’t been to in 25+ years! I’m excited!
More about that next time!
This his little guy (girl?) was in the Sunset Crater Visitor Center parking lot. Dig those ears! It’s called Abert’s squirrel.
PS Sorry about the blurry zoom!