Our visit to Prescott was spent at The Point Of Rocks RV Park. GypsyII was surrounded by green trees and the sites were staggered so we never had anyone directly by us.
Across from us were these massive rocks and more trees. On the days that I was absolutely miserable and having to do nothing but lay flat it was nice to have a good view.
Being thankful for temporary relief now and then from Sciatica we were able to take in the beauty of Watson Lake.
Watson Lake is a reservoir that was created in the early 1900's when Chino Valley Irrigation District built a dam on Granite Creek.
The massive boulders that surround the lake are known as the Granite Dells.
The blue lake is circled by hiking trails.
Swimming is prohibited but you can boat (no wake), kayak, canoe, fish, and camp. No swimming is allowed because the lake is down stream from an old strip mining of mercury. Makes me wonder if people eat the fish they catch.
Pretty spot to put your boat in or shove off in your kayak.
Can't get enough of these crazy rocks.
The trees nestled into the crevices of the rocks for lots of pops of green.
The rocks look like an artist sculpted them. Oh wait.......He did.
This beautiful lake is only about 4 miles out of Prescott and only a couple hours from Phoenix. It is an oasis for anyone looking to escape the desert heat in the summer.
There is a trail that leads from the RV Park to the lake and one day I actually felt good enough to walk a bit among the huge boulders.
Lots of foliage and flowers blooming too.
This was about as far as we got but we were treated to a birds eye view of the lake.
Such a pretty day with fabulous views. I read in the local paper that developers want to come in and build homes around the boulders and locals are really fighting that happening. I'm with the locals. Let it be. The stunning landscape needs to remain and there is a lot of wildlife that call it home.
I am so grateful for an afternoon of feeling well enough to spend some time among these massive boulders of ancient, weathered rock. What a wonderful world we are fortunate to live in.
Not only do the boulders have an unusual lumpy, rippled appearance it looks like the trees do too.
On our way back to GypsyII. Walt always leads to the way. Not sure if it is to protect me from what could be ahead or if he's just anxious to be back to his comfy recliner.
One day we drove through the downtown Prescott area and I was sad that I didn't have a day that I felt well enough to go and walk around. There is so much history here. The old Prescott railroad station was built in 1907 and served the city for 100 years. It has now been remodeled into a marketplace for businesses.
Beautiful homes built in the 1890's are on Union Street known as "Nob Hill" where the wealthy of Prescott built.
One of Barry Goldwater's relatives was a wealthy merchant in Prescott and built this Victorian style house in 1894.
Too soon with not enough days of feeling well and it was time to leave Prescott. Only 50 miles away is our next destination at Distant Drums RV Park in Camp Verde, AZ. An appointment was made with my Dr. in Gilbert (2 hours away) and a prescription that finally broke the pain down to a manageable level. Thank heaven for modern medicine.