It seems like every year we have a thread on the Arizona wildfires. This year was no different. One of the most devistating fires this year was in Sedona, a place of unparalled beauty. We visit there often and plan on going up there in the next few days to see just what damage had been done. In the meantime, some of you know that I write a monthly column for a newspaper in Cincinnati. I've got no ties to Cincinnati other than the newspaper I write for is owned by a friend of mine that I met of all places, on a Publishing forum here on the Net.
Anyway, here's my most recent article that was published last week. Maybe it will give you all an insight as to why I feel so strongly about the area.

Anyway, here's my most recent article that was published last week. Maybe it will give you all an insight as to why I feel so strongly about the area.
Now you know why I picked the project I did for my scratchbuilt challenge.OUT ARIZONA WAY: By Don Day <06 #7, 062606>
Campgrounds are gone
Shortly after we were married we took up camping. You know, out in the woods with nothing more than a cooler chest, a camp stove and a tent to commune with Mother Nature. It gets hot, really hot here on a summer day, so when Memorial Day comes around, it’s time to pull out the camping gear and pack up the station wagon ‘cause we know it’s going to be a good 20 to 30 degrees cooler up north. The smell of the pines, the crackle of a campfire, the sizzle of bacon cooking and the aroma of a fresh pot of coffee, all things that made us that think life just couldn’t get any better. Back then, things began to get a bit rank after a couple of days using communal toilets and not having a shower, and then there was the sleeping bag or that stiff cot that made for a restless night. But still waking up to the sun as it created streaks of light through the trees, the sounds of the people in the next campsite cracking wood for a fire along with the stillness of the forest made all the negatives go away. When we were blessed with two boys, that never stopped us from going camping, we all loved the woods and they still carry on that love of nature with their own families.
One of our favorite spots to go was Oak Creek Canyon, just outside Sedona. The drive up there was worth every effort it took. The unsurpassed beauty of the red rocks, Bell Rock, Cathedral Rock, how could anyone not be awestruck? As we got to downtown Sedona, we’d turn north up highway 89A towards Flagstaff. There were tall pines on both sides of the highway that paralleled the creek. We’d drive past Slide Rock where the creek created a slick surface on a large rock. Kids and adults alike ride the water down the rock, more fun than an amusement park. About three miles up the highway was our favorite of all campgrounds, Cave Springs. There might have been some caves nearby, and possibly a spring or two, but we never saw them. The campgrounds were all we needed, nestled besides Oak Creek, they’d stock the creek a couple of times a week and it was great for just relaxing or fishing, your choice. There was one campsite we liked best, it was maybe eight feet higher than the other sites and has a separate road going to it, our own private world it seemed; if we got there early enough it was ours for the weekend. Sometimes we’d have to set up our camp elsewhere. One time we did and a few hours later a contingent of screaming, giggling Girl Scouts set up camp next to ours. Hard to believe, but we broke down our site and set up again as far away as we could in half the time it took to set up in the first place. We envisioned endless hours of Kum-by-ya.
Time has changed things for us. Our bodies don’t respond well to the rugged ways of camping anymore, but we still love that area and we visit there often. To be sure, it was our anniversary a few weeks ago and we spent the night at a Sedona hotel. We drove through the canyon and took some time to go through Cave Springs. It’s changed since we stayed there last, about double in size; they’ve added showers and most sites require advanced reservations. Our favorite campsite was not to be found, a victim of progress. It has been a dry year so far and fire restrictions were in place for the entire forest, campfires only in developed campsites. Well, a week after we were there, a couple of transients didn’t think that restriction applied to them. These self-centered individuals had a campfire in a “no burn” area and either it got away from them or they left it. Thanks to them, it will take years for the forest to return to what it looked like when we were there. Close to 5000 acres have burned so far, and it’s still not fully contained. Firefighters gave campers 30 minutes to evacuate; many had left everything behind. For several days highway 89A was being used as a firebreak meaning just about all the campgrounds, including Cave Springs, were on the burn side of the break. Somehow the fire skipped the Slide Rock area, but that’s a small consolation for the damage that’s been done. Close to 400 homes and cabins were also evacuated, but the 1000 or so firefighters saved them all.
This is Arizona’s fire season where there are still maybe five major fires still burning, but this one has made national news because of where it is. The carelessness, or the selfish attitude of a few people has left a scar on an area of unequaled beauty. If they catch these individuals, what could they possibly do to them that would correct this horrible deed? We are sick over this loss, but that’s not going to stop us from going there and it’s certainly not going to erase the memories of all those years of camping.