Because of lots of rain down here in the Phoenix valley, my family and I were on another S.O.S. (search of snow) mission recently, and we found it on the Woodchute Trail in Prescott, Arizona.
Prescott is northwest of Phoenix about an hour or so, and we got to the Woodchute Trail #102 by taking 89A north for about 25 miles. At the Potato Patch Campground, we took a left and then veered to the left again at the fork onto Forest Road 106. The trail head was up about a half of mile. The parking lot is small, so I bet late arrivers might have difficulty finding a spot. Tell your humans to get an early start. What does it matter to us? We sleep during the drive up anyway!
Apparently this area provided timber to miners back in the day. Logs from Woodchute Mountain were cut and slid down the mountain via a chute. I don’t know much more than that, but what I can tell you is we were awarded with great views early on. We could see forever! Out in the distance was the San Francisco Peaks, views of the Prescott Valley, and Granite Mountain. More exciting than that was the fact that we were hiking in snow! Oh how I love snow. Woof!
The trail is 6.5 miles round trip and climbs up to 7,707 feet through the Woodchute forest. The trail is well marked, so off we went with me leading the way. My kind will love the variety of scents coming from Ponderosa Pines, Oaks, Juniper, and cactus. At some places, the snow was deep, and in others it was a little icy. If you and your family happen to go before the melt you’re your humans might want to bring hiking poles. My mom wished she had, but we just took it slow.
The trail definitely brings you along a ridge, with spectacular views and drop offs along the way. At the half way mark, the forest opens up wide. We chose a spot with some big rocks so that my folks could sit. My dad boiled up some tea, and we all had a picnic lunch. All we heard were the sounds of nature. The sky was blue, and the sun bright; it was quite peaceful. This place reminded me of where I grew up in Colorado, and I liked it!
I was amazed at how quickly time passed, and before we knew it, we were back to the car. My dad decided to take a different route back home, and we drove through the town of Jerome. Jerome sits on top of Cleopatra Hill at 5,200 feet above an old copper mine—the very one that used Woodchute logs. We came into this very unusually tall town and did a drive through. Apparently, my folks have visited PK (pre Kuma…that’s me!) and said it was much more of a ghost town back then. Now it was bustling with tons of humans and dogs enjoying the shops and restaurants. We were tuckered out, so we will have to explore Jerome another day. Be sure you get outside, because you never know what you will discover!
Hi! I am Kumaito (Kuma for short), a multi-tan Shiba Inu. My breed is one of the oldest and purest from Japan. I personally was born in the Rocky Mountains of Colorado, moved to Friendswood, Texas, and now call Phoenix, Arizona home. I enjoy running or hiking almost every day with my mom, chasing rabbits out of my neighborhood, playing with toys, pestering my brother Edmond, eating, napping … well, I love just about everything and everyone!
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Get outside! You never know what you’ll discover, and our paths just might cross. Happy tails!