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2016 Edition of Palm Creek

November 22, 2016 Posted by Deb

Super Moon

Super Moon

cactusscottsdalehikeLots of company this year and good action from the “active” adults. We mentioned last year that our impressions of these communities were wrong. It is a Republican Convention around here but very decent folks. Deb’s doing handbag making, silver smithing, pickleball, biking, and hiking. I’m doing gliding, pickleball, hiking, biking, R/C, and the LA Fitness here about six days a week. We had two rounds of the Cast Iron group with Mark and Phyllis first followed by Yvonne, Phyllis, Cheri, Nikki, and Lisa in Sedona. Cousins Ron and Barb (our New Zealand travelling partners) are in Chandler and came down twice. Deb’s relative Eva has been here 23 years and is right down the road with a son (Scott) that Deb hasn’t seen since they were kids. And we’re not even in the prime season.


pballnationalsThe National Pickleball tourney was here again and the entrants were well over 1,000. Our Palm Creek club put on a huge effort with hundreds of volunteers, some putting in over 60 hours. Many started in the dark and ended in the dark. The local Palm Creek roster is at 950, up from 400 last year. There were 68 signed up for the men’s medium skill bracket this morning. Its everyday all day around here.


We had a big picnic in the park with an ABBA knockoff band. They did a fair job but three or four ABBA songs in a row is enough. We had a couple margaritas and moved on with our day.abbaevent

Hiking Sedona, Picacho Peak, and McDowell Preserve

November 20, 2016 Posted by Deb

The Cast Iron Canoe Club women made a showing in Sedona. Deb rented a nice VRBO with a Jacuzzi and the group did a power vacation in and out in a weekend. While they did Sedona, I did Picacho Peak and took glider lessons at Estrella near Maricopa.devilsbridgewithcastironcrewsedonahikingpathyogasedona

Top of Picacho Peak

Top of Picacho Peak


Hiking the Superstitions and “The Kid”

November 4, 2016 Posted by Deb

OK, hiking pictures are pretty repetitive in the desert but we did generate a story in the Superstitions. The “kid” was taking a break near where we ate lunch in the main basin about 3+ miles up. Some of the ladies started commenting on his shoes. They were splitting out on both sides. The conversation evolved into our nomination for a future Darwin Award.The “kid” picked the shoes so water would drain out. He knew nothing about camping. He was on a mission to make three stockpiling trips to a camp that he intended to use one or maybe two nights higher up on the mountain. The stockpile is the story. He was carrying over 90 pounds that included gallons of water, a large piece of firewood (about 10 inches in diameter), a gallon can of macaroni, over 15 hand warmers, and loads of other less than helpful junk. We thought it was just BS until we saw his pack. Both hands were full of gallon jugs of water so good luck climbing. The concept of a tent and sleeping bag seemed lost on him. Worst case scenario is that he gets hurt. More probable is that he leaves a lot of litter on the mountain.

The Kid Heading Up to His Campsite for Next Month

The Kid Stocking His Campsite for Next Month

Siphon Draw

Siphon Draw