Prescott, Arizona


We woke up at 7AM to the sounds of our next door neighbour packing his things and leaving. Martin went to talk to the Park Ranger about the incident and the Ranger said that the site ticketing machine had no record of his 2PM booking and only confirmed ours.

It was a beautiful sunny day and we drove to the boat launch and unpacked our kayak to go for a paddle. What a fabulous way to begin the day – paddling on a lake surrounded by ganite boulders that looked almost like art.

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In the afternoon we drove back to Prescott to enjoy the vibrant city and its colourful artist’s market in the park front of the court building. We saw lots of jewelery, photography, wood carvings, and, unfortunately, dogs which Pepsi needed to greet in her usual aggressive way. The business district of Prescott itself had lots of attractive stores, restaurants and saloons, reminding the tourists of Prescott’s mining past. We especially liked the Palace Restaurant and Saloon with its slogan “Pleasing Arizona’s toughest customers since 1877”.

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In the evening we hiked back to the granite boulders for an sunset photoshoot.

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