Thursday, April 7, 2016

Journey to Sedona






After a stormy trip south to stay with family in New Orleans and an enjoyable, but wet stay with artist friends in San Antonio, TX; we started a 1,097 mile journey which would ultimately take us to Sedona, AZ. We left San Antonio and drove through rain (of course) and high winds. We knew it would stop eventually as we were heading straight into the desert to Carlsbad, New Mexico. Meanwhile, back in San Antonio, there was a severe hail storm the day after we left, which probably would have put a dent or two in our vehicles had we stayed. This was the second time we narrowly escaped severe weather. There truly must be a guardian angel placing a bubble of protection over us.    

The town of Carlsbad is very near the famous Roswell alien crash site and Coco made some unusual friends. Fortunately, we've raised her to honor and respect differences in race and culture.




Other than aliens, Carlsbad, NM is home to Carlsbad Caverns, situated in the Guadalupe Mountains of southeastern New Mexico. These mountains are an uplifted portion of an ancient reef, which thrived along the edge of an inland sea more than 250 million years ago. Over time, sulfuric acid dissolved into the surrounding limestone, creating stunning rock formations jetting down from the cave ceilings. There are over 117 linked caves.The largest chamber is 4,000 ft. long and 625 ft. wide, making it the fifth largest chamber in North America. 

Doug's father visited these caverns with his buddies when he was in his 20's and had just returned from WWII. He was so impressed that he told Doug he must visit sometime. Carlsbad Caverns was a perfect 1/3 stop on our way to Sedona and Doug was happy to fulfill his dad's wish.  




Our next planned "layover" before Sedona was Santa Fe, New Mexico. The Santa Fe area was originally occupied by indigenous people who built Pueblo villages. The city itself was founded in 1610 by Spanish colonists and is known as the oldest capital city in the United States. In current times, artists, writers  and retirees are attracted to the area for it's rich beauty and cultural history. How appropriate that Doug's mentor and friend, Master Albert Handell has a residence there. We enjoyed a day touring the area and visiting Albert at his studio.





Santa Fe, at an altitude of 7,198 ft., had beautiful, sunny weather in the 60's during the day (no rain!), but the nights dipped into the 30's, making us grateful for propane heat. During our last night there, temperatures actually dropped to 24 degrees. Even though he thought he was a seasoned RV owner, Doug learned a new task - flushing out frozen water and sewer lines. Is there a Boy Scout patch for that? 

A full day's travel took us gratefully downhill to an elevation of 4,326 ft. when suddenly; rising out of the miles and miles of barren, gray-green landscape; there "IT" was - the magical wonderland that is SEDONA. 






Doug had been to Sedona only once, over 10 years ago, and Sue never before. After visiting the gorgeous red and orange cliffs of Zion Canyon last year, we expected our Sedona experience to be about the same and maybe even less enjoyable because of the tourist hype. Well, as we rounded the corner and started through Oak Creek Canyon towards Sedona, the spectacular beauty literally took our breath away. Although Zion and Sedona are equal in magnificence, Zion's colorful vista is primarily contained within the National Park and narrow canyon with one-road access. Sedona, on the other hand, covers a much larger area with gorgeous cliff formations everywhere, extending outward from town with easy access by car and foot. Our campground was nestled right within this wonderland and away from the busy town areas. Sue was thrilled to have so many places to hike without the hassle of National Park crowds.

Doug was also in his glory, attending a week-long mentoring workshop with Albert Handell. Finally, he was able to completely immerse himself in painting, while bonding with other artists. Doug connected with fellow artist Michael Chesley Johnson, who lives part of the year in Sedona and part in Canada, painting and teaching workshops. Michael works primarily with oils, but also in pastel. Doug works primarily with pastel, but also in oil. This connective synergy inspired them to join forces next year to teach a combined workshop in Sedona from April 2 -8. Artist friends, mark your calendars and stay tuned for more information. We'd love to have you join us!

Here's a view of Sedona, through Doug Tweddale's eyes:








The red and orange cliffs were not the only highlights of nature. Lovely white sycamore trees flourished everywhere and Oak Creek Canyon satisfied Doug's love for water rapids. 










Sedona did have a peaceful, sacred feeling that cannot be described and sounds cliche', but is true. This is one place that needs to be on everyone's bucket list. We were reluctant to leave, but it helped to know that we will be back again this time next year. 

We were scheduled to visit the Grand Canyon for a few days before taking a long journey to California. However, since the elevation at Grand Canyon is 6,800 ft., we kept tabs on the nightly temperature not wanting a repeat of our experience in Santa Fe. Sure enough, night temperatures were predicted to go below 32 degrees the nights we were to be there. It did not take much to convince us to stay in the Sedona area (unfortunately we could not extend the stay at the same campground). We stayed about 40 miles south of Sedona in Campe Verde for another three days. Doug's sister Deb and husband Mike joined us with their RV. We visited Montezuma's Castle National Park, where there are a number of well preserved ancient Pueblo cliff dwellings. The site was incorrectly named in the 1860's by European-Americans who thought the ancient people were connected to the Aztecs and their ruler. Despite the politically incorrect name, there was a tangible peace and sacred stillness to this place and we were in awe of the history before us. 


We're headed next to Carmel, CA, where Doug will be teaching a workshop. 


Coco says: "Don't forget to put Sedona on your bucket list!"




2 comments:

  1. Great trip. Great blog. Love the paintings/pastels from Sedona!!!

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  2. I'm enjoying the blog and photographs… And, of course, the pictures are magnificent. Next week, I'll be finishing drawing 101, as the first course in the fine arts to great I've started during my new semi-retirement. I'm taking oil painting in the fall but after seeing Doug's pictures, I'll have to figure out which course introduces me to pastels. Keep enjoying your trip and thank you for sharing all this beauty. Joan

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