Visiting Around Dewey/Prescott: PT. III


After our Monday morning hike, we take off alone in the afternoon:
Visiting Around Dewey/Prescott: PT. II
We have headed back to the house on the hill, a retreat for lunch. Ken goes for his appointment. Amie wants to stay around her home. DF and I head for Mingus Mountain to a trail that Ken has made.
There is more traffic here today, than our previous visit, which was when we enjoyed a nude group hike. Cars cruise by as we prep park on the side of the road. Some slide just enjoying the curves of the mountain passage, like a grand prix.
Parked and secure, we cross the road quickly in sarong and sundress.
It isn’t long before we are safely disrobed walking in the forest. We hear the occasional sound of the traffic on the curve behind us. Soon, the only sounds that we hear will be natural, the grace for our ears.

We don’t know how far we will go, today. Someone has disturbed the trail and it may go deeper into the mountains, now. We pass the locker room, which is what we call a rock outcrop with shelves where we leave our clothing and begin the wandering like the last time.
There are a few familiar places and objects along the way.

This feels more like a Southern Arizona Sonoran forest with more scrub oak and a few cacti.

The morning was spent in a place more akin to a Colorado pine forest. The diversity of Arizona never ceases to fascinate me. A few miles, the position of the sun and shade on a hillside, how often a creek flows and chance, all can provide unique nature in her combinations. One hike, not too long, can bring a change in seasons, or …

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