We had about a day and a half with Daniel so we tried to cover as much Arizona ground as possible although we were limited in what we could do with Nathan. We did quite a bit though for our short window of time, here's a recap...
Friday Night - Drive by of Paradise Valley. If you visit us there's a good chance we'll take you to Invergorden Drive to see this view of the valley.
Yes, I'm rubbing it in again. I can't help it, I LOVE living here!
Here's Uncle Daniel making Nathan giggle...soo cute!
Our next stop was our primary excursion for the day, we went to Canyon Lake and rented a boat.
This was also a first for Nathan and while I wish I could say that he really enjoyed it, I would be lying. As the boat motor revved up and we started to float away from the dock, Nathan was literally stretching out, reaching for the pier, crying. It didn't last long because we were quickly in the middle of the lake with water on all sides and it seemed like Nathan realized in his little mind that he was stuck here, he abruptly stopped crying and became very quiet. This was his facial expression during the first half of our boat ride...it looks like he's got a bad taste in his mouth and now I wonder if he was feeling some motion sickness...
See the boats that I outlined in red in these pictures?
That's how big the canyon is when your in it!
Daniel joked that he was just trying to block out this bad experience, I don't doubt it!
Here is an excerpt from Goldfield's website (edited by me for briefness):
"Atop a small hill between Superstition Mountains and the Goldfield Mountains, the settlement of Goldfield got its start in 1892 when high grade gold ore was found. A town soon sprang up and on October 7, 1893 it received its first official post office.
This “official” find, coupled with the legend of the Lost Dutchman Mine in Superstition Mountain, led new miners to the area. The town boasted three saloons, a boarding house, a general store, brewery, blacksmith shop, butcher shop, and a school and about 1,500 settlers.
Goldfield’s bustling days were quickly dashed when the vein of gold ore started to play out and the grade of the ore dropped even more. Just five years after it began, the town quickly died when the miners moved on, the post office was discontinued on November 2, 1898, and Goldfield became a ghost town."
a lot of artifacts and remnants from the town.
Greg and I are actually able to see this mountain from our house.