Moving on from the beautiful setting of the Blue Cow Farm, I headed back through Sedona, Flagstaff, and Williams, "Gateway to the Grand Canyon", into Grand Canyon National Park. Breathtaking The weather forecast strongly suggested rain every day of this trip. But it didn't rain - until about an hour after arrival. I was quite prepared with a backpack cover, camera cover, a rain poncho, desiccant packs, and an umbrella. All of which I left in the car. Seriously. I shoved my ca

Sedona led into Cornville, Arizona, and the Blue Cow Guest Farm. But first, dinner at Pizzeria Bocce in Cottonwood. I had the Wood-Fired Vegetables (eggplant, red peppers, zucchini, red onions, a select blend of mushrooms over organic greens topped with goat cheese, basil and a balsamic reduction), and this was by far the best meal of the trip. The fact that I don't like mushrooms and I didn't even care that this was loaded with them testifies to it's deliciousness. Blue Cow

Hotel McCoy led into the third day of the Arizona trip. A day of tight roads, red rock, and places designed to be seen in motion, Jerome and Sedona both ask different things of you: one pulls your attention upward, the other outward. I found myself passing through more than staying, but I couldn't help but to notice what lingered anyway. Jerome, Arizona, known as America’s Largest Ghost Town , leans fully into the idea. Fake skeletons and “haunted” restaurants line the street