{"id":16967,"date":"2022-11-16T04:32:31","date_gmt":"2022-11-16T11:32:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mywalkabout.net\/?p=16967"},"modified":"2022-11-16T04:41:35","modified_gmt":"2022-11-16T11:41:35","slug":"greer-recreation-area","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mywalkabout.net\/?p=16967","title":{"rendered":"Greer Recreation Area"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

The 4th of July Holiday<\/strong> was here. Time to make it a long weekend up in the White Mountains of East Arizona, destination the unincorporated mountain community of Greer Recreation Area, or just Greer as the locals say.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n

I get a cabin that is way too big<\/strong> for just myself, but the location is ideal, centrally located for all things outdoors. The middle of summer should bring daily afternoon thunderstorms, and so I set up time lapse cameras throughout the property, hoping to capture something mystical to match the aura of this place.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The first day up here<\/strong> I head into the woods to go exploring. I find a county road that leads me to open mountain meadows of green with a trail that cuts through valley seamlessly. I just start walking….<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Amazing cloud formations<\/strong> against the bluest of skies have me in a daydream as I walk. A few miles in and those clouds turn darker and I can feel the rain coming. I pick up my pace and try to see what path would be best for me to circle around the wilderness and back to my starting point.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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A herd of cows<\/strong> block my path as they hurry into a grove of trees, searching for shelter from the rain, as it starts dumping in torrential buckets. I let the drops fall from the brim of my hat, stick my tongue out to catch a drop, reveling in the freedom of being caught in a summer storm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Eventually I make it back to the cabin as evening starts to fill the sky with darkness. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Streams of orange and purple streaks<\/strong> in the clouds as the sun sets put a smile on my face. The twinkling of stars light the night as I sip on whiskey and listen to the silence of the White Mountains. A family of deer come down for a drink at the small pond in front of the cabin, disturbing a family of rabbits enjoying blades of grass.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Upon returning home, I see that I have some of my best time lapses yet. The skies above Greer really put on a show.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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