Reuniting with Ben in the rental car lot.
Sleeping on the way to the big surprise.
The moment of revelation! I love this shot.
Mom and Uncle Rob.
Levin's first taste of watermelon.
This looks like some kind of bottled water ad. What a ham!
The boys are checking on their new lizard friend hanging out by the observation tower at the top of the mountain.
Shopping cart fun with Auntie Kay.
Dinnertime at Casa de Cobre.
Sasha, Aaron and Liz's dog, accompanied us on many of our outings.
The Bisbee aesthetic was definitely bohemian and funky. There were a lot of galleries and homes filled with sculptures made from found objects and old trash from back when the miners ran the town. It was a great place for exploration. We spent several hours just roaming around town and I feel that we only just scratched the surface.
The steps are the most famous Bisbee feature. There are over 1000 of them nestled in the narrow passages between the houses on the hillsides and they can run from dozens of feet to hundreds of yards. For some homes, they are the only point of access (i.e. no adjacent road to speak of). This prompted a spirited discussion about parking logistics and how one would go about moving furniture. Aaron, Ben, Mom and I went for a jog on our first morning through a good portion of the
Bisbee 1000 Great Stair Climb race course. It was brutal. Mom dropped out after the first 200 foot climb, although to be fair, she was a bit under the weather that day. At a 6,000 feet, I was really feeling the elevation too and I ended up walking a good portion of the steps.
Some of the stairs literally lead nowhere -- like this one that we decided to explore and ended up in the sage bushes above the town. We managed to bushwhack our way back to a road eventually.
The ocotillos were in bloom. Absolutely lovely.
Panorama of downtown.
Enjoying the chiminea on the deck with Ben's homemade margaritas after a day of hiking.
At Cafe Roka, they serve a four course meal, with a palette-cleansing lemon sorbet as the third course before the main dish. Alden, who is a huge fan of ice cream, was really excited about this whole ice-cream-before-the-meal concept, but the sorbet was a little more sour than he expected, causing this fleeting grimace (seen above) after each eager spoonful. He kept going back for more though, and was completely determined to like and to finish the sorbet dammit. The whole episode was thoroughly entertaining for the rest of us.
Bonding with Favorite Cousin Ali.
Hiking up a road to a trail head somewhere in the Huachucas. The park rangers closed the road about 4 miles before the trail head itself, and made it about 2 or 3 miles up the road before the babies started to melt and had to head back down. The rangers opened up the road when we got within 500 yards of our car and muttered a rather sheepish apology for getting confused and closing the wrong road. How lame! We still enjoyed the hike and the views from the road overlooking Sierra Vista in the valley below.
The architecture in downtown Bisbee was very deco and hip. You really could get a sense for how much of a destination this place must have been in the 1920s.
I liked the plaque that accompanied the copper man -- a statue which all the locals called Iron Man for some mysterious reason.
Levin, our nephew, learning to crawl and looking downright adorable.
Reuniting with Ben in the rental car lot.
Sleeping on the way to the big surprise.
The moment of revelation! I love this shot.
Mom and Uncle Rob.
Levin's first taste of watermelon.
This looks like some kind of bottled water ad. What a ham!
The boys are checking on their new lizard friend hanging out by the observation tower at the top of the mountain.
Shopping cart fun with Auntie Kay.
Dinnertime at Casa de Cobre.
Sasha, Aaron and Liz's dog, accompanied us on many of our outings.
The Bisbee aesthetic was definitely bohemian and funky. There were a lot of galleries and homes filled with sculptures made from found objects and old trash from back when the miners ran the town. It was a great place for exploration. We spent several hours just roaming around town and I feel that we only just scratched the surface.
The steps are the most famous Bisbee feature. There are over 1000 of them nestled in the narrow passages between the houses on the hillsides and they can run from dozens of feet to hundreds of yards. For some homes, they are the only point of access (i.e. no adjacent road to speak of). This prompted a spirited discussion about parking logistics and how one would go about moving furniture. Aaron, Ben, Mom and I went for a jog on our first morning through a good portion of the Bisbee 1000 Great Stair Climb race course. It was brutal. Mom dropped out after the first 200 foot climb, although to be fair, she was a bit under the weather that day. At a 6,000 feet, I was really feeling the elevation too and I ended up walking a good portion of the steps.
Some of the stairs literally lead nowhere -- like this one that we decided to explore and ended up in the sage bushes above the town. We managed to bushwhack our way back to a road eventually.
The ocotillos were in bloom. Absolutely lovely.
Panorama of downtown.
Enjoying the chiminea on the deck with Ben's homemade margaritas after a day of hiking.
At Cafe Roka, they serve a four course meal, with a palette-cleansing lemon sorbet as the third course before the main dish. Alden, who is a huge fan of ice cream, was really excited about this whole ice-cream-before-the-meal concept, but the sorbet was a little more sour than he expected, causing this fleeting grimace (seen above) after each eager spoonful. He kept going back for more though, and was completely determined to like and to finish the sorbet dammit. The whole episode was thoroughly entertaining for the rest of us.
Bonding with Favorite Cousin Ali.
Hiking up a road to a trail head somewhere in the Huachucas. The park rangers closed the road about 4 miles before the trail head itself, and made it about 2 or 3 miles up the road before the babies started to melt and had to head back down. The rangers opened up the road when we got within 500 yards of our car and muttered a rather sheepish apology for getting confused and closing the wrong road. How lame! We still enjoyed the hike and the views from the road overlooking Sierra Vista in the valley below.
The architecture in downtown Bisbee was very deco and hip. You really could get a sense for how much of a destination this place must have been in the 1920s. 
I liked the plaque that accompanied the copper man -- a statue which all the locals called Iron Man for some mysterious reason.
Levin, our nephew, learning to crawl and looking downright adorable.
2 comments:
You guys have some great pictures. I especially like the one showing Mom utterly surprised on top of Sugarloaf peak.
I agree with Aaron - those are great pics, especially Barb figuring out the party was for her. I also enjoyed your narratives, I too feel that we barely scratched the surface of Bisbee. Not Bad for a town founded by a "first class drunk"!
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