And so friend Patty was heading over to the new Sam's Club and invited me along. I'll always jump at the chance for a ride to somewhere new to me; who knows what I might see.

Torn up streets from the SR89/SR69 work, that's what, except that the machines are creeping well into the city, tearing up the east end of Gurley here. (The picture of the Apache Motel is specifically for my friend from Aliso Viejo.)

The new underpass. Note art work; I think that the white is scheduled to disappear.


Of course, everyone is asking about the fate of that wide spot on the north side of SR69, next to the casino entrance. It has a very permanent look, as though the tribe has business plans.

Remnants of one of the old SR69s was quite visible when we stopped at Lowe's. If your eyes are better than mine, you can read the history of the highway below. If not, then hie yourself over to Lowe's and read the sign in person. Take a topo map with you to help visualizing the route. My memory from a '30s childhood in Phoenix is that the parental and grandparental units wouldn't have dreamed of taking the unpaved, rough Black Canyon Highway up to Prescott; the White Spar was paved, after all and besides, it went through the forest.


Two hilltops topped by housing outcrops. A move to zone against hilltop housing was stopped in its tracks once the sponsors realized that under a recent state constitutional amendment such zoning would be considered a "taking" of property [value], costing the city far too much. Ah well. I hope those folks enjoy their view.

Diamond Valley is a small unincorporated subdivision in the hills between Prescott and Prescott Valley; a feature is that many of the streets are named after gemstones. You'll find Diamond, Sapphire, Ruby, Jade and Emerald, as well as Onyx and Turquoise Drives. But developers wouldn't leave well enough alone -- in addition to these gems, they felt obligated to include the native rhinestone. Huh?

Further along, we spotted that interesting truck to the left above. As we caught up with the vehicle (below), my friend observed, "Oh -- that must be Thing One and Thing Two." I leave you on that Seussian note.