Prescott, Arizona: Kayaking Willow Lake

Saturday we kayaked on Willow Lake, which along with Watson Lake (which we paddled Thursday) was created by an irrigation dam. The two lakes are across from each other on Highway 89.

We didn't think Willow Lake is as pretty as Watson Lake, as it doesn't have as many inlets, islands and rock formations. But it still had plenty, and it's still gorgeous. 

Like Watson Lake, Willow Lake's water level is high. In fact, a woman we met on the water told us that last year she didn't even kayak on Willow Lake because it was too weedy to paddle. That sure was not the case for us. 

Both lakes have been designated "important bird areas" by the Audubon Society and support a lot of water fowl, especially during migration. And we did see lots of coots, ducks, a heron and an egret. A fellow kayakers also told us that last week he saw a turtle as large as his kayak cockpit, which is pretty darn big.

That's Jim and his kayak at the lower right. 

More clouds, more lake.

Even more clouds, more lake.

And more lake and clouds, this time with dissipating jet contrails and the tip of my kayak in the lower right.

A closer shot of some of the pinks, grays, golds and green colors in the rocks.

Several of the rock formations along the water had "hanging gardens."

I've got a food thing going on with the appearance of the rocks.  Some, like the one above, reminded me of cinnamon rolls.  Others looked like pull apart bread.

And these rocks looked ike that chocolate/cinnamon bread my brother Don and SIL Trudy sent us, don't you think Mom?

The man standing at the top right gives an idea of the size of the granite cliffs.

An inlet.

The city of Prescott is visible behind those trees, as is a corner of one of Prescott's landmarks: Granite Mountain.

I hope Scott and Karen were found and punished ... or are at least deeply embarrassed by their stupidity.

Selfie.

Prescott, AZ: Hiking around Watson Lake

Holy cow, we hiked a beautiful trail Friday. It was a series of paths circling the beautiful Watson Lake, a lake we kayaked the previous day.  Signs on the trail said the hike is 4.79 miles. On-line I read 5.05.  My smart phone ap said it was just under six mile, but that was door to door from our nearby campsite. But it was one of the best hikes we’ve ever taken, with lots of different terrain. 

When we got off the flat Peavine Trail and onto Lakeshore Trail, a sign said something like “Difficult technical hiking.” We weren't sure what that meant. Hiking with ropes and a body harness, maybe?  If so, we'd turn back. But we've hiked terrain marked "difficult" at Utah's Capitol Reef that didn't seem too bad, so we forged ahead. 

Then at the junction for a trail called "Over the Hill," the sign actually said “This trail is even more difficult than the previous one.” Oh well. We have good hiking boots, are in fairly decent shape, and were loving it so far. Plus the trail was extremely well marked with a sign and map at each junction, and white painted dots marked the route. At one point we came to a stream, looked for the dots, and saw them on the other side of the water. Jim got through with just one wet foot, then threw an extra log of the stream and I got across with two dry feet.

A very fun, very beautiful hike.

Near where we started our hike: Watson Lake and the rippled rocks that look like pull-part bread 

After we left a rocky trail and walked by a marina, the path took us through a green area with lots of Cottonwood trees. 

After the Cottonwoods, we walked on the Peavine Trail, once the site of the Santa Fe, Prescott and Phoenix Railroad.  The part we were on was completely flat and full of walkers and bikers. 

Jim after we left the flat Peavine Trail and got on Lakeshore Trail. Here we entered the stone sculptures of the Granite Dells, which is what these rocks are called.

More cool rocks, more beautiful lake, as seen from the east side of Watson Lake.

A lot of the trail stepped us from one big rock to another, just like in this photo.

Jim balancing on a trail that was trickier than it looks.

We had lunch of fruit and granola bars at about the four-mile mark.

We took the "steep" instead of the "steeper" but "steeper" did not look all that bad.

Other than birds, lizards, and a deer skeleton, this was the only wildlife we saw.

View near the end of the trail.

Kayaking on Prescott's Watson Lake

Yesterday we kayaked Prescott, Arizona's Watson Lake, which is a quarter-mile hike from Point of Rocks Camground where we are staying.  

The lake was created in 1916 when an irrigation dam was built across Granite Creek.  Per a sign we saw at the lake, the city of Prescott bought Watson Lake, nearby Willow Lake, and surrounding land in 1998 to preserve them as recreation areas.

The entire lake is a "no wake" zone which means no fast boats. It's also a no gasoline engines zone, which is good for fish and other wildlife and perfect for kayaking. We got in the water about 9 a.m., kayaked for three hours, and saw few fishing boats and or other kayaks until the end of our trip.

Granite cliffs surround the lake and apparently are popular with rock climbers.  I also read where the lake is the home of a local high school rowing team. Didn't see the rowers but the views were magnificent.

When we saw the view from where we put in the boats, all we could say was "Wow."

Two guys at the shoreline told us the water in Watson Lake had not been this high in 15 years.  Proving that the water is usually lower were these trees we kayaked around.

Cactus flowers near the shore at one of the inlets we explored. We have a view of blooms like these from our campsite, too.

I thought the top part of this rock looks like the caterpillar in Alice in Wonderland, minus his hookah.

At first Jim thought the goose at the right of his kayak was approaching to chase him away.  Then Jim realized Goosie wanted a hand out.  I noticed the goose, pointed my camera and Jim said, "Hurry up or this goose is going to be in my boat."

Jim paddling around a rock island, with more cliffs behind it.

At the top left is a rock climber using ropes.

A view from Bev's boat.

Two mallards and a pekin duck pose near shore.

All the inlets and islands made Watson Lake fun to paddle.

In addition to inlets and islands, Watson Lake has big expanses of open water.  

Prescott, Arizona: Point of Rocks RV Campground

We are at Point of Rocks RV Campground four miles north of Prescott, Arizona.  What a lovely surprise.

Neither Jim nor I had been to Prescott before.  We are heading back to our home in Salt Lake City for a few weeks, Prescott is practically on the way, and we thought “why not?”

Now we are thinking “why didn’t we visit Prescott before?” 

We originally booked three days here. After we saw our campground, the nearby hiking and kayaking opportunities, and funky downtown Prescott, we paid for another three days.

More posts to come, I'm sure.

Our camping spot at Point of Rocks Campground in Prescott. We have a rock wall on one side of us, no one is directly behind us, and there are plenty of trees and shrubs between us and our neighbors on the drivers side. Not all camping sites are as private as ours, but we recommend this place.

The campground has two hiking paths.  One leads to nearby Watson Lake; the other is a hike through the rocks with a view of Watson Lake.  Here is Jim on path number 2.

The view of Watson Lake from the top of the rocks not far behind our campsite.

Friends, baseball, brews, hiking, kayaking..

We came to the Phoenix area to see friends from Yakima, Pat and Cindy.

Jim and Pat graduated from the same high school class, and Pat and Cindy (who just celebrated their 42nd wedding anniversary) traveled to Phoenix to watch baseball spring training. Since we're on our way north after several months in Tucson, we decided to meet up. Pat and Cindy came over to see us one night at our campsite, we met them at an afternoon game, and we had dinner with them and their friend, John (from Zillah, Washington, south of Yakima) who hosted us all at his motor home. As a side note, when I looked up Zillah on line because I wanted to see exactly where it is, I learned that there is a church in the town named the Church of God Zillah. But I digress. 

We did a lot in the few days we were in Phoenix.  Besides spending time with Pat and Cindy, we also visited Old Town Scottsdale, kayaked on Arizona's Lake Pleasant, went to two brew pubs, and hiked the Apache Wash Loop trail in Phoenix's beautiful Sonoran Desert Preserve.

Jim, Bev, Cindy, Pat (who graduated from Davis High School in Yakima with Jim) and John in John's roomy motor home. John grilled steaks and even had lobster bisque for us -- thanks, John!  (And we missed you, Buddy and Nancy!)

At the Mariners v. Giants spring training baseball game, from top left clockwise:  Mariner at bat; Giants talking it out at the pitcher's mound; the pretty Peoria Stadium; and the view from our seats when the huge-hatted fan in front of us decided to lean back and cheer.  The Peoria Sports Complex  in Peoria, AZ, is the spring training home field of the Seattle Mariners and the San Diego Padres.

Bev on theApache Wash Loop trail in the Phoenix Sonoran Desert Preserve,  which has great views of the north Phoenix desert. Phoenix has several desert preserves in and near the city.

The cactus are starting to bloom big time.

Also in bloom at the Sonoran Preserve and all over the Phoenix Valley are the Palo Verde trees. 

These cactus looked appropriate for a Palm Sunday hike.

Jim on the trail in Phoenix's Sonoran Preserve imitating Lawrence of Arabia -- if Lawrence wore an Oregon Beavers baseball cap. 

Scottsdale:  I read where the NY Times once called Scottsdale "the desert version of Miami's South Beach," which I guess means it has lots of night life. We are more early afternoon people, so we didn't see that.  But we did see jewelry shops, souvenir shops, jewelry shops, restaurants, more jewelry shops, plus lots of beautiful landscaping, flowers and fountains.  As odd as they look, someday we've got to take one of those Segway tours.

When we pulled in to the Lake Pleasant Regional Park northwest of Phoenix, the ranger told us we could "drive right up to the water."  And how --as you can see in the photo of Jim kayaking on the correct side of a double yellow line.  Supposedly the lake is only 93 percent full. The man-made lake was created when the Waddell Dam was finished in 1927 across the Aqua Fria River.  

At the Papago Brewery in Scottsdale. We also visited Fate Brewery, also in Scottsdale, and both were good. 

These cactus are not far from the Desert Edge RV Park in north Phoenix where we stayed.  That's Jim's hand to the right.  I've never seen such large cactus blooms.