Jerome

The time had finally arrived. A road trip with family up to Arizona’s most infamous site, and one of the seven natural wonders of the world.
But I digress, first stop was breakfast at The Henhouse for some pancakes.
After hardly making a dent in the enormous flapjack, we jumped on the interstate and started our journey northward, first stop Jerome.
This little town perched on the top of the Mingus mountains and overlooking the Verde Valley was a good place to find all kinds of treasures made by local artists from the materials found in the mountainside.
Our favorite find was undoubtedly the kaleidoscope store. Imaginations ran wild as we turned the various knobs, creating all kinds of interesting formations and colors.
Cbug and I found a pottery and glass blowing workshop behind one of the stores, and sat in quiet wonderment as the gentleman told stories of growing up in Jerome as his fingers gently and effortlessly shaped and molded the clay on the potters wheel.
The heat was unbearable though, so after a quick spell we leave the town and head into the mountains to enjoy some smoked fish and cooler air before continuing the drive to Williams.

Wench, bring my ale, what say you?