Last Wednesday was a beautiful day in Williams. I decided it was also a beautiful day to visit Sedona, about an hour distant. Jett didn’t come with me as she had a headache and “wasn’t that interested in scenery.” Too bad, because she missed some great scenery.
She also missed a nasty, narrow, twist-and-turn road (AZ 89A) down to Sedona from Flagstaff. It includes a 10-mile stretch with a vertical drop of 3,000 feet. That is even steeper than the 7-turnback stretch of CA 371 from Aguanga to Palm Desert that we avoided at the start of the QTE because I thought it might make Jett upchuck.
Maybe it was good that she decided to stay home.
Sedona is a small town – about 4 blocks of commercial development along AZ 89A and a population of about 10,000 spread out across the valley and up into the hills. It is definitely a tourist town, replete with souvenir shops and even a Del Sol, a shop that sells clothing that changes colors in the sun, which I have never seen anywhere other than tourist-infested towns.
I wandered around a bit, then had dinner at the Cowboy Club where I could have had rattlesnake bites (real rattlesnake) or cactus fried (made from real cactus), but didn’t. Instead I opted for more traditional BBQ fare: a pulled pork sandwich on a pretzel roll, with a side of cilantro-peanut coleslaw. I think the pulled pork was very tasty, but a little too juicy. The coleslaw, however, was about the best I have ever had. Peanuts in coleslaw? It works!
Photos from the trip into Sedona:
A few shots from downtown Sedona, such as it is:
A few shots heading south out of Sedona:
Heading west on I-40, approaching Williams: