A pencil drawing of the cliffs in Catalina State Park outside of Tucson, Arizona. Don’t they look like castle walls? The caption reads:
The Gods built this place for the Apache to defend their own for all time.
Even the green things throw themselves at it’s walls and break like waves.
Tucson was quite an experience. One of the few “cities” we spent any time in, we worked a few days at Day Labor. It is eternally famous as the place where we went out to do “yard work” and ended up digging a 12 foot by 12 foot horse stall full of mud down two feet to rebed it in sand. Yard work? We laughed like crazy, and still do.
The woman at the Day Labor place was a really great person and we would have probably stayed and worked a while, but all of the “campgrounds” in the area were for RVs only – no tents. We slept a couple nights in the car at a truck stop. The restaurant had good food though!
When we finally found the state park, it was quite a distance from town – over 20 miles I think. It was a smallish place, although not bad. It was where I started saying everything in Arizona has thorns. There was also a family staying there that had a constantly wailing baby. I’m afraid that woman with all those kids was just as “homeless” or more so than we were. I really felt bad for her.
So – we headed further west…
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