Driven Through the Canyons I was Dazzled by the Mountains and We Didnt Go Very Far

As much as I hate Phoenix, I absolutely love Arizona. Everywhere you look youre surrounded by beautiful scenery. Mountains, deserts, cactus forests, canyons (Grand and other kinds) and any other kind natural beauty you cant find in Michigan. We went camping this weekend. My lovely wife summed it up pretty well here, so Im going to bring a different take on the trip.

We headed East out of Phoenix and were dazzled by the sun setting behind us and lighting up the Superstition Mountains in front of us, turning them a beautiful dull red and orange color that can only be seen here in the desert. As we ascended, the darkness of night came over us and we were relegated to the taillights and headlights of those in front of us. We wound our way up through the mountains unaware of the true wonder that was surrounding us. Camp was made and we slept.

Upon exiting our tent the next morning, we were greeted with the site of a dark blue lake surrounded by cliffs of rock. The lake sat a good 20-30 feed below our camp site. On our side of the lake the shore was about as wide as the cliffs were high and provided a very enjoyable late morning hike. There wasnt much wild life, just your typical over fed campground squirrels and the like. The lake looked to be full of fish though.

The trip home opened our eyes to the near death experience that was our trip up the winding roads just feet away from deep valleys and canyons. We had the luxury of being able to see off the cliffs we were speeding around at 55 miles per hour this time. Theres only one thing in the world that can really compare to the majesty of mountain peaks all around you and that is the vastness of the ocean.