At 7:40 am yesterday I headed north to Bisbee to meet friends for an outing to Cascabel. In our usually arid climate, I was surprised I had to do things to my car because of the dew.
When I got to Cinda’s, she had to deal with dew too since she was the day’s driver.
We headed up High Road to pick up Debra, then off we went.
Why would the three of us drive nearly two hours to Cascabel? After all, Wikipedia calls it a ghost town. But that would be a surprise to Lisa, a Cascabel firefighter who says there are probably between 125 and maybe 250 residents, depending on the season (some flee the hot summers).
Cascabel has a delightful little holiday community fair each year. Cinda and I have gone several times, but this was Debra’s first visit.
Out of Bisbee we went, then through the town of Tombstone (the Town Too Tough to Die).
Immediately out of town, traffic came to a stop. Lights flashed up ahead and we feared there’d been a horrible accident.
Nope. Just a few horse-drawn wagons carrying folks from Kansas. We never learned the reason why they were plodding down a 65 mph highway causing all kinds of backups.
A few miles later and we got to the Customs checkpoint (yes, we were 25 miles from the border of Mexico, but apparently Customs folks don’t read maps well).
Through St. David, Benson, and Pomerene, then north on Cascabel Road where we encountered several interesting sights and many interesting signs.
and and and even and even this!
The last five miles of Cascabel Road were dirt, and Cinda’s blue dolphin guided us well.
We parked amid old mesquite trees and wandered up the road to the little fair.
We spent the next several hours wandering the twenty-five or so booths.
And having some great soup – the kitchen offered seven or eight kinds and also had hamburgers.
The kitchen and grill and us having lunch!
And visiting inside the first house constructed in Cascabel community when it was revived in 1970.
Bottles are a part of the house’s eastern wall. It was hard getting photos because so many people stood in front of them taking pictures!
And a walk through the (currently) dry San Pedro River.
and river gold, the fallen leaves of the cottonwood tree. And the sun desperately trying to come out.
The canyon walls of the river are about twelve feet high. And in a good rainy season like we had this last summer, the waters roar through the normally dry wash that deep and even spill over the banks.
In fact, this summer the river tickled the underbellies of several bridges, and roads had to be shut down.
We chatted briefly with Barbara Clark who moved to Cascabel in 1970 (she began the revival) and started Cascabel Clayworks where many potters have worked and apprenticed over the years. She says this is the thirty-fourth winter festival.
We also met Ivan who came here and built this house in 1974. He offers tours of his insanely wonderful art-filled house for $1 (self guided).
We finally left, climbing into Cinda’s car and looking forward to a blast of heat. The gray day had grown cooler and cooler.
Back twenty-six miles or so to Benson. Next stop: Singing Winds Bookstore. You have to know where it is. Heck, you have to even know it exists. There’s no sign on the road. You have to be halfway up the long, long driveway before there’s a sign, and there’s no sign in front of the store itself which looks like a house, just a small notice on the fence that it’s open, and when you go through the gate, then you see the sign.
Singing Wind Bookshop
Headquarters for books about the Southwest
The stuff of dreams make up books
Please ring bell for service
There’s also a big sign by the door warning customers not to let the cat out.
Book browsing (and purchasing) completed, we headed back to Benson for some Mexican food.
As we sat down to eat, the sun finally emerged. The forecast would have been more accurate if it had said barely sunny instead of partly cloudy.
After dinner, an hour’s drive home watching the sky slip from blues an grays to yellows and pinks. We three (even Cinda, the driver) craned our heads every which way watching the colors change, noticing a partial rainbow in the distance, and watching the setting sun glance off the mountains to the east.
Trust me, I wanted many more photos of the sunset. Please be content with the three below. First a view to the south,
Loved it!!! Thanks for sharing this lovely and very interesting adventure, Emilie.
Thanks, Argie! It was such a lovely day!
Thanks for sharing
Thanks, Sue. Hope you enjoyed it.
Very well done, Emilie…
Beautiful post and beautiful photos, Emilie! And, what a wonderful adventure to Cascabel!! Thank you!
Thanks – and glad you enjoyed the post AND the trip.
The desert has so much to offer if only you know where to look! Those sunset pictures are beautiful, I can understand your dilemma. Thanks.
Thanks Pat. I almost begged Cinda to just park there until dark!
The desert is magical, Pat. And so are its sunsets!
Very nice and beautiful sunsets
One of the best things about Arizona is its wonderful sunsets and sunrises!
Ooooo, what a beautiful adventure! Thanks so much for sharing this, Emilie. xo
Thanks! Glad you enjoyed it.
Looks like fun, Cuz. Beautiful photos. Leave a light on for me 🙂
Light’s on, Bruce!
Great narration and wonderful pictures! Thanks Emilie! I could use a little cold over here.
Glad. You liked it, Tere. Why don’t you just send me five or ten degrees?
Thanks Em ~ almost like having gone with you gals ! Maybe next year
Angelika, it sure was fun. Next year, for sure!
i SO enjoyed this road trip!
even though i’ve had a wonderful respite at home on the river – withoujt power and without internet, it was heaven. i went to sleep with the birds and awakened with the birds and did not miss being connected to the grid at all!
now in town for an internet session, i am reminded why i enjoy the beauty of wordpress and the friends i’ve met here. although i was happy w/the birds, i was also really happy to look over your shoulder and meet like-minded people!
yes, great sunset as well! thanks for sharing from dew-drop morning until sunset evening!
I’m so glad I could give YOU a road trip after enjoying yours a few months back. Watch for me in a month when i’m in the Everglades!
What a fun day trip! I relaxed just watching you travel.
Thanks, Jacqui! It was a great day.
Wonderful post and pictures! I feel mean for not reading and commenting before today.
You’re one mean girl, Ann!
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