When you think of Arizona
You usually don’t think of mountain streams and going on picnics on the sand bar, swimming in deep water.
…and East Clear Creek is about a mile from the house.
Life isn’t all riots, arson, strife and calls for racial justice. Sometimes it’s just a swim and a picnic, and some catch-and-release crawdad fishing. The granddaughters are up for a couple days. And they like to go to the creek with grandpa.
There are rainbow trout, German brown trout, brook trout and Gila Native trout in the creek, that runs all year.
People still tease me about having abandoned the California city scene for Rural Arizona but they don’t laugh so hard these days. Yeah, I’m nuts to have given up fast food, living in a melting pot of humanity and a gas station on every corner. When they built a mosque just down the street from where I was living and all the Mohammedans showed up, it was the last straw. No mosques here.