The Sedona Adventure 2010

    We headed towards Sedona on Wednesday, March 17th, and stopped in Albuquerque to pick up a specially sized foammattress for the back of the van. I was happy to see that the RV sheets and bedding I bought online fit perfectly.

    We drugged poor Nessa for day one of the drive, as she gets all stiff and terrified when traveling, so she mostly slept in luxury on the new bed back there. Gracie, of course, behaved with perfect manners. We were heading for night on in Grants, New Mexico, and arrived there at dusk. Unfortunately, the state park we expected to camp at was CLOSED and there wasn't a KOA or RV park to be found.

    So we found a random dirt road winding into the desert, parked near some trees, and made burgers on the camp stove for supper. It was a relatively comfy spot, except we forgot to pack our camping chairs. That is a baaaad thing to forget. We got to Sedona the next day around noon, and found all the more "alpine-y" camp areas full. Luckily, there is an open desert camping zone a little south of Sedona that the local don't use as much.
 

It was gorgeous:

The smallish pictures with blue frames below are all thumbnails,
so if you want to see a picture larger, just click on it.
(I hope it doesn't open into one so gargantuan that all you can see are the pores in our noses).

This lovely area included a pretty little stream to frolic in, with swimming holes about waist deep. Don't be frightened by pictures of me frolicking. I wasn't in my undies, I had on a swimming bottom and a t-shirt!

W     Doug is happy because he has salsa!

We love to get into water!

Doug bought this bottle of wine for $2.97, and is jubilant.
Me...not so much.

I love this picture of Doug playing his recorder by firelight.

If you dare, open these pictures to see the interior of the hippie van, up close and personal!!

What we learned on the inaugural trip:

Always check ahead to see if state parks are open. We had another disappointment in St. John, 
Arizona on the way home, so opted for a motel.
My hair needed washing, baaaaaad.

Camping chairs and marshmallows are crucial.

You might freeze ass in March, Arizona or not!!