Skull Valley: Just Another Mayberry
We pictured a desolate place with dead trees and vultures sitting on them waiting to pounce on any unsuspecting visitors. We couldn't have been more wrong. It was more like, "welcome to Mayberry", rather than "hell". It was a sweet and quaint place with a small hometown cafe, market, and gas/garage with 50's looking pumps out front. The homes were in great condition with the yards groomed with pride. There was a museum which was closed and a darling little school house. We were also amazed at all the huge trees lining the streets, which were probably about 100 years old. The town is definitely off the beaten path and one of the great finds on the back roads of Arizona.
Oh, I LOVE the sign on the general store!!!!
ReplyDeleteIt's kind of cute that the town turned out to be not what you expected. Contradictions like that really are the spice of life!
I like the hills.
ReplyDeleteEmma, Skull Valley was a pleasant surprise. I can see myself living there.
ReplyDeleteMax, All the hills surrounding that little town and Kirkland had huge boulders on them. They looked great with the sunrise.
Yeah, Skull Valley doesn't look anything like I would have thought. It actually looks like a really cool place to pass through and visit. A welcome change from the big smoggy city.
ReplyDeleteI want to go back there when it's green.
ReplyDeleteI can hear the banjos in your photos...
ReplyDeleteHowever, the scenery is nice...
We were waiting for Barney Fife to show up and ask what we were doing in his town.
ReplyDeleteThis place is a little slice of heaven. A question. Did you encounter many ghosts?
ReplyDeleteExcept you managed to capture with your lens an eerier atmosphere. (It looks quaint and quiet, but you also managed to convey perhaps something else more sinister could happen at any moment...)
ReplyDeleteThat is cute. What an ironic name for a nice place.
ReplyDeleteNellie, no ghosts just an interesting time cruising around this small town.
ReplyDeleteCourtney, yeah, most of the people were either in their homes or at the cafe. Not seeing anyone along the road did give the place a somewhat moody atmosphere.
Jessica, the name is deceiving. The town is much cuter than the name applies. We pictured a town named "Skull Valley" to be more desolate.