I quite enjoyed my drive on US 191 through the Apache National Forrest in the White Mountains on my way to Beaver Creek Ranch. The Ponderosa Pine, Aspen and Fir at 8,000 ft. altitude were a nice change from the sage, cacti, palm trees and tumbleweeds I’m use to at 3,000 ft. I’m still adusting to the fact that I now live in a state where such drastic climate zones are only hours apart. Alpine (named after its “Swiss-like” quality) is a popular summer vacation spot for the staff, at the hospital, I work with to escape Safford’s sweltering heat.
As soon as I made a left on to Red Hill Road, I noticed an abandoned, run down wooden cabin in an open field about 30 feet from the road. The opposite side of the road was a sign dedicating the reintroduction of the Mexican Wolf to this area.
I stopped my SUV and grabbed my art gear. I placed, photographed and documented cowboy and indian found art piece #125 in the cabin right before the sun set. Now it was time to get to the ranch before it was completely pitch dark. I had no idea where I was or where I was going since I’ve never been here. This definitely fell into the category of “an adventure.”
