TL;DR | Sedona was a brief stop, but we fit a lot into our time from hikes to authentic Mexican food to a bumpy jeep tour of the magnificent red rocks!
Sedona promised more naturally-formed red rocks and our first experience with vortexes. If you don’t know what a vortex is, just think of the most hippy, crystal-loving, into-energies person you know, and how that person would communicate with the Earth. If you don’t know someone like that, just think of an arbitrary spot that someone, at one point in time, said could heal through some mysterious and un-scientifically proven, process.
While driving from the Grand Canyon we stopped at Bedrock City, the Flintstones hometown. While Stephen was very excited about this, Emily, having never watched the Flintstones, was less than enthused. We both entered however, paying a steep $5 each, and immediately laid eyes upon what can only be described as a sad scene. Perhaps the place had been grand once (but perhaps not?), displaying the cars and homes of the citizens of Bedrock with pride; what we saw though can be summed up with a few of Emily's comments, including, “don't touch anything, I am pretty sure these building are made with asbestos,” “This landscaping job with poison ivy is really great,” and finally “let's get the hell out of here before we both get tetanus.” We did have some fun posing with the various run-down displays, and were shocked at how many other people were there to enjoy this attraction, but it is safe to say that despite its recent “renovations,” Bedrock City has seen better days.
Also, Bedrock City is for sale...you could strike the deal of a lifetime for the outrageous middle-of-nowhere price of $2 million!
After driving from the Grand Canyon we arrived in time to do a short hike along the Broken Arrow trail (also the most expensive to tour, whereas hiking is free), popular for off-roading with jeeps. We ran into some folks on such jeeps, and were going to go over and say hi but then noticed the Confederate flag painted on the hood of the car. Considering Arizona allows its residents to carry guns both out in the open and concealed with no special permit, we moved on quickly. We did enjoy the beautiful vistas, admiring the red desert rocks and surprisingly lush greenery, just further up the trail.
We camped in the Coconino National Forest at Cave Springs, but saw little of the campsite since we arrived late due to a delicious and lengthy meal at Javelina Cantina in Sedona. We ate fajitas and drank margaritas, impressed with the strength of both. The next morning we got up early to grab breakfast and go for a Pink Jeep tour. This company was recommended to us and seemed to be the dominant choice in the area. We lucked out in that we had booked last minute and got a whole jeep to ourselves. Our tour guide, Josh, was a fount of knowledge about the local rock formations and the oddities of Arizona, entertaining us with stories of vortex-loving hippies and celebrity appearances in Sedona. He also turned a blind eye when we took a bit of crushed red rock for Stephen’s mom to use in her pottery (taking anything from a National Park or Forest is frowned upon, so we appreciated his discretion). The tour took us along a scenic but heavily pitted road that would have been impassable with anything but a jeep, or so we thought. Josh told us stories of little sedans making it up the road, of Escalades plunging down the canyons below, and even a semi-truck mistakenly attempting the route as a shortcut (thanks, Mapquest!). We ended on a rock promontory, observing the valley below, including a well-known vortex spot called the Cowpies (yes, named after cow poop).
While we didn’t stay long in Sedona since we had a six-hour drive to Santa Fe that afternoon, we found our stop there really fun. It is a small town so more time was probably unnecessary, but beautiful it was and well worth the trip (even if we didn’t feel any of the energies from the vortexes ourselves).