I found myself in Utah this weekend…tried to lose myself so I’d have an excuse not to return to the desert, but alas, I remained on known and numbered roadways and managed to get there and back…with one or two photos tucked into my camera for memory’s sake….
You might remember that we met this artist almost two years ago in my post titled, “Cabezas Curiosas.” It appears that Tyson Krank has been busy again….
I happened to drive through the alley behind the Laird Apartments, at 317 West McDowell Road in Phoenix, a couple of months ago to take another look at the Southwest Goddess mural that I shared here in February, 2015. What a nice surprise to find this bit of a treasure just waiting to be appreciated. The time of day brought the shadows of the power lines, as well as the over-brightness noticed on the right half of the above image….
Eyes like dark pools…..fantastic detail wrought with spray paint.
If you’d like to see more posts on street-art/building murals, you can scroll to the bottom of the page and click Street Art – Graffiti under the Categories widget to see more posts containing images of artwork from both Phoenix and Salt Lake City.
The Peralta Trail is just one of the almost 40 trails that one can find in the Superstition Mountains of Arizona. The mountains are part of the Superstition Wilderness that lies within the confines of the Tonto National Forest. I might have mentioned it in the earlier post, but my visit to this bit of desert a week or so ago was my first…. I have only driven “close” to the area a few times in my two-decades-plus of living in Arizona…and by “close,” I mean maybe within 20 miles…or more. The photo below was made about 17 minutes before “sunrise” proper, so it’s a little dark…even with some “fill light.”
I didn’t really know what to expect when I arrived at the canyon. I did know, however, that I would be following the trail, out and back, so I didn’t research the actual trail, other than to learn where to find the trailhead. I did not check-out Google’s images of the trail or the mountains. I wanted everything to be fresh…wanted the neuronal memories to be of things that I actually saw….
I spoke with one of the National Forest attendants who was milling around the parking lot and he said that all of the streams had stopped running by then, said they were going earlier in the week with the rains, but that I shouldn’t have any difficulties crossing the stream-beds during the hike. This one was still actually “running” when I encountered it on the way out, and back several hours later…but it was much nicer when this photo was taken, as I was the only witness of that particular moment of the day….
Above and below, two images of the same mountain from different perspectives, different times and elevations…further along the trail with the second. I suppose I could mention here that all of the photos are presented in time order…for this and the following two posts…all the way out and back.
It was all quite new to me, as I mentioned earlier…a richness of green in the middle of the desert…green at the present because of the Winter rains and cooler temperatures…a seasonal reprieve from what I understand to be hideous temperatures that ride there in the middle of the year months. The rock battlements in the lower photo were an accompaniment for the greater portion of the first part of the trail…they subsided somewhat…changed, rather, as the trail went further up the canyon.
Looking back-trail again in the below photo…amazed again/still at the greenery…
And then comes the company…at least it was a dog…with a human trailing behind…two of them, actually, but quite ones…a girl-pair with their purple hair…and lip piercings…and water bottles and backpacks…on the trail of a Sunday morning…
I guess the one above is a closer view of the one below…climbing higher again.
…and this one, too….
….anyway, it was damn beautiful out there and my sense of amazement only grew as the trail climbed in elevation….
Pretty and crazy rocks….
It was almost 85 miles from my drive-way in the far northwest valley to the trailhead in the extreme southeast valley, just across the county line, just beyond Apache Junction, just past Gold Canyon…and well worth the drive.
Seven hours on and off the trail, almost 300 photos later…an overcast day with the sun barely peeking out from behind the clouds for an hour, and then retreating back behind them….
While I was hiking in near solitude on the way out…it was like fighting an infestation of lice or mites on the second half of the return trip…walking people, talking people, loud people, colorful people, children people, slow people, dogs with people…and people people….
But before the people…the views…the cool morning air…the rocks and greening desert…and the slight murmuring and chuckling of a diminishing canyon stream….
This was my first trip into the Superstitions…and I will be back.
More to follow….
I haven’t had any new hiking adventures of late, but I did come across a nice mural the other day on my lunch-time walk. This one was kind of a surprise, as I literally drive past the place every other day or so and had not seen it. This mural is on the west side of Fernando’s Alignment Shop at 1946 E Roosevelt Street, a bit east of downtown and three real blocks away from my workplace. There are other lesser-quality paintings on a couple of the other walls, so it was something of a treat to find this one.
I don’t get involved in politics on my blog and I’m not going to do so now, but it appears that this mural is in support of the “#nodapl” movement…which you can read about here and here, pages that present both sides of the issue.
My sharing of the mural here is simply to share the mural…the street/building art that I have found in Phoenix.
The second, third, and fourth images are the left, center, and right panels of the mural….
And the following gallery is simply a set of close-up images focusing on separate sections….
In attempting to give credit to the artist, I researched the name/label that we can see in the far right, lower section of the mural, something that looks like “Gua Che Collection 2016,” and couldn’t find anything relating to a particular artist’s collection. It appears that “gouache” is simply a type of painting…anyway, here it is…..yet another example of iphound art in Phoenix….enjoy.
I’ve driven past this landmark on the way to and from Tucson innumerable times over the last two and a half decades…finally climbed to the top….kinda cool.
Tried to get there at sunrise to see the grand walls adorned with the fresh morning’s light….
Parked outside the gate to Picacho Peak State Park…in the below image. For anyone who enjoys the Wikipedia take on things, here’s another link…which addresses the redundancy of the name. “Picacho” means “peak” in Spanish….so this is Peak Peak State Park….
The trail is going to take us up to the uppermost point on the prominence to the left…the eastern summit.
Hunter Trail goes in a zig-zag switchback manner up the front of the slope in the above image, reaches the saddle at the notch on the right, and then drops down over 200 feet and then skirts along the south side heading east, and finally climbs up and up and up…..
The above photo shows the view looking north and south from the front of the slope in the image just above it….and the photo below shows the saddle…looking east. And yes, that is the “peak”….the destination…at the far left side of the image.
Hmmm….lovely defacing of the placard…the peak is believed to be about 22 million years old….
Looking north and west from the saddle in the below image….a crumpled-blanket-looking-desert….
And now heading down from the saddle (below) with the double steel cable hand-rails…going waaaaay down the steep slope.
Looking directly south from the above slope…out over the irrigated desert’s fields….
In the below image, we have made it safely down that severe slope and have headed east along the south side of the mount…climbed up a bit, and have arrived at something like an arena or amphitheater in the rock’s backside….
Saguaro cacti, Palo Verde trees/shrubs, and Creosote/Grease-wood bushes…. The below photo is what is inside of the shadows in the right side of the above photo…
A singular cross on Golgotha….?
Another incredibly steep climb upward with the double cable hand-rails….nearing the top….
My only company on the summit….
In the below image, we’re looking north and west from the top….fascinating green veins where the water runs in its season…
And looking north and east from the summit, in the below image, over the irrigated fields…over the freeway heading toward Tucson to the right…and over Rooster Cogburn’s Ostrich Ranch…in that white hangar-like structure…toward left of center…
Looking west from the east and highest summit…over the western summit….
And now looking further west from that western summit….
In the below image, the eastern summit proper…the Picacho Peak….viewed from the slope of the western summit.
Looking up at the “trail” we just descended…heading down on the Sunset Vista Trail…which loops back around the Picacho Peak massif, heading west….
The southern side of the mount just west of Picacho Peak massif, from the Sunset Vista Trail….
And the western end of the massif…looking east….with Picacho Peak proper being around and behind….to the far right.
So, now we’ve seen Picacho Peak up close and personal…which will change how we “see” it from this day forward.
I hope you enjoyed the hike…thank you for coming along with me….