Saturday morning we awoke to sounds of ducks outside our window providing pre-game entertainment.

After The Game we at lunch at the Red Chopstick. Best Chinese cuisine in town – of course it was also the only Chinese cuisine in town.

After filling our bellies we went a few hundred feet north and turned into Red Rock State Park. We chose the Bell Rock Loop. We made it only halfway around before the sun started to drop low in the sky. When Beverly took a siesta on a flat rock in the shade I took a detour up the rock face. I thought I’d climbed quite high – but upon looking later I was only at best halfway up the mesa.

Photo taken on the South side of the mesa (looking north).

Looking north from halfway up the mesa

Looking south from halfway up the mesa

We quickly determined that we’d never be able to hobble back to the parking lot before the park closed at 5pm, so I ran back along highway 179, which I found out has no berm but cacti and brier patches.

On our drive back towards Sedona we stopped at (and were summarily tossed out of) the church of the rocks.

Our pimp ride for the weekend posing with a fan in front of the church of the rocks

We ate dinner at the Red Planet Diner. The only truly quaint “themed” restaurant we could find in the tiny town. After dinner we stopped at the “festival of lights,” which turned out to be nothing more than a few blocks of houses with elaborate Christmas lights (anyone who spent a Christmas on the east coast would be familiar -and unimpressed – with this, especially since they don’t charge a $6 admission fee on the east coast).

We finished the night with a dip in the hot tub – Beverly deftly dodging a pitch from the pyramid schemer sharing the bubbles with us. I noted that I have a hot tub in my condo complex – and perhaps I should get in it before a whole year goes by without taking full advantage of my HOA fees’ perks.