Monday, February 28, 2011

Look What She Did

Sharon (Autumnforest) thought I should come out from behind pictures of my tattoo and granddaughter and show everyone what I look like.  I was hesitant because I am still struggling with losing weight and not quite at my goal.  She assured me that she could do glamour shots that I would be pleased with.  I needed a good photo for my blog profile and publicity for my future book.

Last night, after spending the day trekking South Mountain and while watching the Academy Awards, she put on the makeup, dressed me in the right clothes, and took several pictures.  Here are some of the ones I liked.  There are others, but those are for my hubby's eyes only.





Friday, February 25, 2011

The South Mountain Mysteries


Here we go again, another daytrip. Last month Sharon took a trek up South Mountain with her buddy Vinnie. She went to check out the petroglyphs drawn on the many rocks dispersed around the mountain. She also told me about the abandoned castle and many Native American shards that are scatter all over the place. She knew this would be the perfect daytrip and information I can add in my future book.

The South Mountains were named for their geographic location south of Phoenix. The land is managed by the city of Phoenix and considered sacred by the Akimel O’odham as well as the Sierra Estrella Mountains. Many UFO’s have been reported hovering over the mountains and over 20 communication towers are located on its peaks. There are many hiking paths and a mystery castle found in the foothills on the north side of the mountains. This castle was built in 1930 from weird materials and trash and used as a private residence. Also found on the mountain are ancient Indian ruins, petroglyphs, and pieces of pottery all over the grounds.

Of course this Sunday is going to be cold and rainy. When I say cold, it is by Phoenix standards of 50 degrees. I think the rain will add the right type of mood for all the pictures I plan to take. Be looking for videos, photos, and stories of our trek up the mountain.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Phoenix Historic Cemetery Walk



(from Debe Branning)

Join us at the old Pioneer Cemetery in downtown PHX for a tour of the cemetery......costumed re enactment players tell their stories.

Read about it here! Save the date!

http://www.examiner.com/arizona-haunted-sites-in-phoenix/historic-cemetery-walk-phoenix-returns-march-20-2011

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Highway 89


Between Wickenburg and Prescott, Arizona, is highway 89. If you start in Wickenburg, the scenery looks more like the Sonoran Desert with large saguaro cactus spotting the landscape. Along the way as you drive towards Prescott, you run into the tiny ghost town of Congress. To find their old west cemetery, you have to drive off the highway on to a dirt road and into the desert. We saw a sign pointing towards the Congress ghost town, but we never found it.

Back on highway 89 and on to Prescott, you pass a few small towns. The scenery changes from a desert, to farming country, to breathtaking green as far as the eye can see while driving up the winding road in the mountains. As you get near Prescott, it becomes a wooded area. While we were moving along in the mountains, three deer decide run across the highway in front of us. We didn’t have our cameras ready, so we missed out on a great opportunity. Those deer were hauling ass and would not stop to pose for our cameras. You better believe we were camera ready after that, but of course, it didn’t happen again.

The next day, we felt lucky because it was snowing. With us being from Phoenix, that was a rare sight. We did have some concerns that the highway might be icy, but by the time we left, it had cleared up.

The drive home was even more beautiful, if that was possible. The green mountain scenery was dusted with snow with fog hiding the mountain tops. There were patches of snow along the highway and sadly a couple of memorials.

One of the places we wanted to check out was the “Brand New Dead Things” store in Yarnell. We didn’t see it on the way up, but with my new GPS we found it on our drive home. Unfortunately the place was closed because it was a Monday. Next time we will have to make the trip on a weekend.

My yummy chimichanga.  LOL, it tasted much
better than it looks.



weird print we saw near the Congress cemetery

Hard to tell but it looks like some sort of mine equipment.

on the road again...






Some of the weird things we saw along the way.



Sharon taking pictures.

If you are cruising around Arizona and looking at the sites, take the trek on highway 89 and enjoy the view. Don’t forget to stop in Wickenburg for a Chimichanga to fill your tummies first.

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Prescott: Where Was Abby?


If someone were to ask me where I would like to be living, I would pick Prescott, Arizona. Prescott has that small town feel, but isn’t small. The downtown area around the Court House and the famous Whiskey Row has the old historical buildings and hotels along with small hometown shops and antique stores. There are many bungalows and cottages with historical plaques on them which line the many streets around town. It has the old town look and quaintness, but it still has all the amenities needed that a big city provides. I would never go bored hunting down all the places around town that are haunted and have great story about their ghosts. Oh yeah, the weather is nice too; not as hot as Phoenix or cold as Flagstaff….. just right.

Sharon and I picked Prescott as the place where we wanted to spend the night after visiting a couple of cemeteries and Vulture Mine. She booked room 16 which is known as Abby’s room and to be haunted. The story goes that Abby’s, who was ill, and her cat (Noble), starved to death in that room waiting for her husband to return with medicine. Sharon had an interesting experience in that room the last time she stayed there and couldn’t wait to give it another try. She brought Dale along to see if his presence would entice Abby to come out and play.

We settled in the room and went downstairs to read others experiences while staying in room 16, and then went out to eat. We left Dale on the floor by the closet door to guard it and make sure it stayed shut. That door has been known to open on its own. It’s weird, but the look on his face looked as if it went from happy to scare. That freaked me out.

When we got back to the room, Dale was still sitting by the closet door and appeared to not have moved. After messing around on our computers, we got the room ready for what we hoped would be a ghostly night. I never felt Abby’s presence in the room, but there was a distinct odor of a cat in the closet. Late in the night I felt something lightly walking on the covers. Many of the stories in the book also mentioned the feeling of a phantom cat walking on the bed while they were trying to sleep.

In the morning we checked all the objects we fixed to trap any ghosts that might move something, but none of it looked to be tampered with. We only experienced noises in the closet which sounded like scratching and meowing. Was poor Noble’s spirit still trapped in the closet?

We may not have experienced Abby’s paranormal activity, but we did get to see it snow. That may not sound too exciting for those who experience snowing all the time, but for us Phoenicians, it was a treat. Sharon was a bit worried about the roads being icy, but it quit before we left and the roads were clear.

The creepy dress someone left hanging in the closet for Abby.

Dale guarding the closet door. He wasn't happy about it.

Hotel Vendome lobby.

Sign on the Hotel Vendome.

Sunset in Prescott.

The wicked red light in the hallway.

Room 16, Abby's place.

Closet door with tape was not disturbed when
 we checked it in the morning.

The untuck sheets were not tucked back in this time.

Lightly snowing outside the hotel.

Snowing a bit harder.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Congress Old Western Cemetery


Between Wickenburg and Prescott along Highway 89, is the small town of Congress, Arizona.  The town now sits as a ghost town with a few houses and a couple of cemeteries.  Sharon had already been to the Old Congress Cemetery which was a good thing because this tiny cemetery was down a winding dirt road, just past the new cemetery.  We would have missed it if she didn't know where it was located.  The place was a bit eerie, and with all the cactus surround the headstones and graves, it had a distinctive western feel to it as well.











Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Gone, But Not Forgotten


Next to the dirt road leading to the Morristown cemetery, we noticed an abandoned building and trailer sitting all by themselves.  Since we can't resist a boarded up structure, especially with a deserted trailer behind it, we stopped to get pictures after visiting the cemetery.  From the looks of it, we thought the building might have been a hotel and the owner stayed in the trailer behind it.  Whatever the story of this place was, we thought it was a cool photo op.