Sometimes you just can’t meet all your own expectations. Like today for instance. I shouldn’t be at the gallery, or in Prescott for that matter. Where should I be?
That’s right. It’s time for my annual trip out to Borrego Springs, but I’m not on my way this year. I’m sorry to break this tradition, but things do come up and you roll with them.
February of 2007 I found myself parked in Borrego Springs on the recomendation of my new (at the time) friends Bill & Larry. Sure enough, they were right. Extremely cool park! I spent some time exploring the area, and finally departed March 13th of 2007 to make my way to Sedona, and then Cortez. See, I had decided to make Cortez, CO my new home. Unfortunately it was still too cold in Cortez, so I figured I’d check out Sedona for a few weeks before moving on.
March 13th my GPS routed me to Sedona on the fastest route. The route took me right through Prescott, AZ. What an interesting ride. Up Route 89, crazy curves and all. With the Airstream in tow mind you. 😉
When I passed through Prescott I was pretty impressed. A cute little town. Pretty landscapes, not too crowded, etc, etc, etc. I continued on toward Sedona and kept Prescott in the back of my mind.
Sedona worked out to be way too touristy to me. So, after 3 days in the area I made one of those executive decisions….. I’d return to Prescott to take a look around.
3 years later I’m still here! And I own a business in town. Go figure.
So, I have returned to Borrego the past few years on a “gratitude” trip. Borrego was a place I enjoyed immensely, and it helped lead me to Prescott. There’s a lot to be grateful for there.
This year though, no Borrego trip. Too much else going on. You know. Small business owner = no disposable income. Plus we’ve now thrown the whole jaw surgery thing into the mix, and that’s really going to nuke disposable income for the foreseeable future…..bummer. But hey, life happens. And sometimes traditions get broken. This year we’re breaking one.
Hopefully this time next year things will be squared away and I can do another trip out to Borrego. There’s still more exploring to do out there, and I sure would like to continue some traditions. 🙂
In the meantime, while not photographing this year’s desert bloom, I’ve found other things to photo. This morning I popped up to the Firehouse Kitchen’s new bar area, and took a few photos of the construction crew hard at work.