Our first adventure took us up Schnebly Hill Road. In a way, this is an old friend from way back. It's just that this is the first time we've become intimately acquainted. Here's the story:
Seems like back in the day when many of the Arizona towns and settlements were established, it was not uncommon for the town to be named after its postmaster. In this case the postmaster was Theodore Schnebly. Some claim his last name was too long; others claim it was simply too awkward for a town name. Regardless which story is true, the town was named after his wife who had the lovely name, Sedona. The road we traversed, however, was obviously named after Postmaster Schnebly. This was, perhaps, our 10th visit to Sedona; we fell in love with it on out first trip here in 2011. We've always wanted to traverse the legendary Schnebly Hill Road, but were too chicken to attempt it on our bikes. After this adventure, we're rather glad we waited for Jethro...here's a quick look why:
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We spent most of the trip being slammed against the doors and ceiling. Jethro just laughed.
There was almost never a break...mile after mile
This was not Liz's cup o' tea
The payoffs, however...
...were spectacular!
Undaunted, we made two more adventurous treks: 1) Broken Arrow and 2) Vultee Arch. Each was thrilling!
After Schnebly Hill, we were a bit tentative. Liz, in particular, didn't feel the jostling around was either a) fun or b) worth repeating. That's not to say she's not up for some great off-road adventure. Rather, it was the constant, never-ending, perpetual, persistent, continuous, sustained pounding of the rough, exposed rocky surface that she found mildly annoying. That said...off we go up Broken Arrow. Like a good tourmeister and loving husband, I was so attentive to her needs, I never snapped a shot. So...
...I stole a couple of shots from Pink Jeep Tours to show you where we were and why I forgot to grab my camera.
When we reached this spot, we were ready to turn around. But, as luck would have it, these Pink Jeep Tours came by and we watched and learned.
I figured the Jeep tour guides put their pants on one leg at a time just like me...
...so off we went. Not too bad, I must say. Our ascent (and descent) was smoother and with less skidding than theirs. However, I was not trying to give Liz extra spills and chills for a big tip - dontchasee? We both loved it!!
So...the next day found us headed off to Vultee Arch just north of Sedona. After having earned a few stripes on my driving uniform, I was a bit more composed and remembered to snap some remembrances. Here goes:
Ho hum. They all start this way...
...yawn...
...let's check this out closer...
...ok, easy does it...that's about a 14" curb there...
...hey Jethro, you loving' this yet?
You betcha...
...keep it coming!!
Long story short...we had a blast! And, I might add, so did Jethro. Here's some of the sights you can see after you earn the right.
Just goes to prove...
...Sedona is gorgeous...
...from any angle...
...and from any perspective...
...she just loves to show her beauty!
See you next in California!! Stay tuned...
What a spectacular share to come home to. We just got home and I was missing you both so much. Len, this is so beautiful and inspiring! Just like the moose in Colorado. I really do hope we can meet up with you two on one of your adventures, although we are not the daring types that you two are. Meanwhile, please just keep sharing your great pictures and beautiful prose with us. Nothing tops being with you in Sonoma! Love to Liz, my sweet sister!
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