Admiring, Vacation

Sympathy for the [hike to] Devil [‘s Bridge]

Please allow me to introduce myself…

{{Sorry if this causes you an unwanted ear worm, but I couldn’t resist. The hike to Devil’s Bridge in Sedona was not easy.  Lend a sympathetic ear and I will tell you all about it. (groan/eye roll/cheesy grin)}}

It started out pleasant enough.


Interesting looking flora…_NLG3575

Beautiful scenery…


Beautiful, yes, but not much shade… OH LOOK!  Mountain-shaped shade!

cool cloud, huh?

The problemS began when we realized where we parked was nowhere near the trailhead.  We started out on a primitive trail.

my people

About 2 miles in, we saw a sign that the trailhead was “that way” (arrow pointing farther down the road)

is that it? please tell me that's it
is that it? please tell me that’s it

About a mile after that, we saw the trail head.  The actual hike up to the bridge from that point is only 0.7 mi, but by that time, the joy of “let’s go hiking!” was gone.  It was replaced by “we came all this way and *now* we have to climb up to the top of that rock?!”  We were hot and tired (we had Camelbaks because none of us had a deliberate death wish when we started out) and the youngest in our group was just d-o-n-e-done.  Since I’m the momma, I had to surrender as well.

Long story short, the only view I got was OF Devil’s Bridge rather than FROM Devil’s Bridge.


I was disappointed since I didn’t get the shot I had hoped to get (from the top), so I played with sun flare to make myself feel better.

this ended up being my favorite shot

It’s funny how the little things can brighten your day.  Literally.


Love Letter to Sedona

Sedona…you have bewitched me.


First, with your red rocks that seemingly popped up out of nowhere as we turned a corner of Hwy 179.  The drive up I-17 from Phoenix was beautiful, but nothing like seeing you in the distance.  Va-va-va-voom!

After our first meeting, I knew you were special and I was drawn to more than your just physical beauty.  I breathed better when I was surrounded by you.  I felt better when I was ensconced in you.  And your climate?  Is Just. My. Type.  Warm (not hot!) during the day with little humidity, cool in the shade, and even cooler at night.  Hubba-hubba.

I took so many pictures of you that I felt stalker-ish.  I’ll never forget the first sunset we shared.  It was magical.



After the sun dipped below the horizon, you turned colors that took my breath away.


There is a haze that settles down in your nooks and crannies and lends a softness to your landscape.


Towards the end of our first meeting, you were a bit of diva, insisting the spotlight be turned on you.

_NLG3533I didn’t mind at all.  You deserve it.