I went to Sedona once many years ago and kept telling Ryan how much he’d like it. He loves the great outdoors and natural wonders. But it wasn’t until a family friend told him that it was a “bucket list” thing that Ryan decided we should go. (Figures.) In the end, we had an awesome day and really enjoyed our short time there.
We took off early so we could get to Sedona by 8:30 or so. We immediately heading to Cathedral Rock for an “easy to moderate” hike. I’m not sure what kind of crazy mo-fos were writing the guides, but easy to moderate did not exactly describe the ascent to the (almost) top of Cathedral Rock. I may have thought I was going to die. But, I was going to finish it, dang it.
The first part of the route was like this. It was a breezy 75 degrees. I thought, “I got this.”
There is just nothing like seeing the red rocks in person.
And while it was too cold to get into the water, I loved walking along the streams.
Then, I put the camera away when Ryan pointed straight up and told me that we could totally do it. (He actually pointed out a few people who “looked like they were in worse shape than us,” which I’m now thinking was not really much encouragement.)
But we did it. And it was (some sort of warped version of) fun to get to the end of trail sign at the top.
The view was (almost) worth the climb.
I was proud of us for doing this because neither of us are experienced hikers. By the time we got back to our car, it had been almost 4 hours and we were ready for some lunch. So we grabbed a bite on the main drag in Sedona and decided there was no way we were hiking anymore that day. Phew. But we were able to catch some more views by hitting Airport Scenic Overlook.
And we also enjoyed seeing the Chapel of the Holy Cross, which is a modern marvel. It’s gorgeous.
On our way home, we headed out toward Flagstaff, which gave us a whole variety of beautiful (and different) views. If we weren’t so zonked, we would have liked to stop at a few places (like Slide Rock).
Instead, we enjoyed the scenery, chit chatted, and headed home to see our pajama-clad toddler before bedtime.
And I could almost walk the next morning. Winning.