A wonderland of rocks – Prescott, AZ
Even though we had a lot of uncomfortable weather during our stay at Prescott, it would have been a “dereliction of duty” to depart without at least exploring the Granite Dells. We’d been inspired by pictures of this natural wonderland from RV friends who had explored it in the past, and it was one of the reasons we had to stop here.
The Granite Dells consist of exposed bedrock and large boulders that date back 1.4 billion years. The rounded shapes and other unusual characteristics of these rock formations make them very unique.
Lucky for us, access to these awesome formations was just steps from our front door. With temps in the 30’s and 40’s in the mornings we were in no hurry to get outside, and for the first time ever we started our walks and hikes a few hours later. We are “fair weather hikers”, and those temperatures kept us curled up around the heaters until well after sunrise.
The Dells reminded me of the Alabama Hills (my post is here) near Lone Pine, California, where old Western movies were filmed – except that man-made lakes give these formations a picturesque beauty of their own. Watson Lake (closest to us) and Willow Lake (a few minutes away) are reservoirs that surround the Dells and enhance the natural beauty of the area.
There’s an extensive network of trails in and around Prescott, but we prioritized the Dells network that circumnavigate around Willow and Watson Lakes. We followed these trails that ran over rugged rocky terrain with some easy flat sections in between.
On other days while Steve was attending to Betsy, I explored more of the Dells alone and managed to do silly things without someone there to make comments and roll his eyes. I noticed while traipsing around and scrambling over the rocks that I glimpsed shadows of myself, and I thought I’d try to capture them.
The Dells are a decent birding area as well, which made me giddy as I spotted my little friends perched up in trees or jumping around the rocks looking for morsels.
But look what I saw far away in the top of a tree at Willow Lake:
When surrounded by all these rounded bumpy and unusual shapes it gave me pause to ponder what the rock is trying to paint in front of me. With a little imagination I named some of the rocks – do you agree with me?
With that kind of playground I completely forgot the chill in the air.