After our fruitless climb and search for the Apache Fire House, we kept walking.
Trying to avoid my husband’s Kryptonite. Seriously, any interaction with this evil plant sends my other half to the emergency room.
And he gets it everywhere.
Need I say more?
We walked some easy paths….
And some that lead to benches.
Personally, I think I could have found that without a stone rimmed path… but I’ve always been good with directions.
And in the distance? That damned house we couldn’t find…
I mean, crikey!
It was right there.
But we found interesting tree bark… so smooth and spotted, it almost looked painted.
Yes, that’s how boring these posts have become.
I’m talking about tree bark.
We found a classroom…
Where the husband waited in vain for a teacher.
Then scanned our information leaflet and found another trail that would eventually lead to the Apache Fire House. I said, “Let’s go!”
No ruined shell of a building was going to beat me.
But of course…
It did.
And I learned that the least amount of rain can cause flash floods and washouts in this part of the world.
So I admitted defeat, cursed the house we couldn’t reach…..
And called it a day.
We walked past an outdoor arena…
Back to the visitor center…
Found a hummingbird garden with no hummingbirds….
And a strawberry hedgehog cactus…
That looked nothing like a strawberry or a hedgehog.
Exactly.
River's world..... 
Tree bark isn’t boring when you write about it 😄
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Thanks, but then I don’t bore easily so it may just be me…
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I’m sorry I nodded off for a second there 😂😉
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No worries. You wouldn’t be the first..
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😂 (But seriously, thanks for all the comments and the laughs, I’m looking forward to reading your posts)
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Ditto that…
😉
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It wasn’t a total bust… you did find that painted (looking) tree bark
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Fascinating stuff, I know.
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It seems like Arizona went to great lengths to keep you from taking pictures of the entire state…
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Certain parts of it, yes.
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Scraping the bottom of the tree bark for blog fodder, eh? 🙂
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Literally and figuratively… yes!
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Surely a trail closed sign is where the adventure starts…
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Fording a stream? In my new boots….?
Surely you jest.
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Are you crazy? Husband’s shoulders….
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My shoulder riding days are over. Sad, but true.
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All this time and no cowboys/cowgirls? Rhinestone or otherwise????
And all this time and no food? NO FOOD?!?!?!?
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There was a definite lack of cowboys, rhinestone or otherwise.
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So one must walk all the way to the washed-out bridge to discover the trail closed. Obviously it would have made too much sense to place a TRAIL CLOSED sign where the trail begins. 😦
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Probably not as blog worthy, but yes. It would have…
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Hey! Tell your other half I am the SAME way about poison ivy. Everywhere, total agony, hospital, IVs – there aren’t many of us, you know. We like to know there are others.
I don’t know if I’m sadder that that’s what a strawberry hedgehog cactus looks like or that the trail was closed.
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A cactus that doesn’t look like a strawberry hedgehog is infinitely more disappointing to me…
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Pity.
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I feel your pain. Nick could LOOK at Poison Ivy and get it. Me? I’m not allergic to it so I’m lucky that way…
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Not my pain, Fred’s. I’ve never gotten it.
(And by saying that, have now cursed myself)
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No. You must be allergic to the oils to get it. That’s how a doc explained how Nick could be covered in it and I got nary a spot.
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So let me get this straight — you were given hope for poison ivy, the Apache Fire House, a class and hummingbirds and all you got were painted bark and a disappointing cactus? And no food or rocks?!!!!! Inconceivable! Mona
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Pretty much, yes.
Although I think the husband bought a granola bar at the visitors center.
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