This park was a big deal for me. In 1960, my dad thought he had a great job offer in Phoenix, AZ. So we sold our little house and headed for what I thought - who told eleven year olds much back then - was a trip for finding a new place to live. My dad borrowed or bought a 1957 Dodge station wagon - white with a blue interior (still don’t like a blue interior). We left Pittsburgh, stayed a night with his brother in Ohio and with a friend in Illinois, and made our way to Route 66. The trip was supposed to take 6 days but they were building I-40 in New Mexico. We rode on a parallel dirt road for miles in July with no A/C with the windows up to keep out the billowing clouds of dust which made my mother ill. We stayed somewhere in a tiny motel where the owner sat outside with me and described coming west from Ohio in 1892 as a little girl in a covered wagon. I was hooked on the southwest adventure.
We spent almost a week in Phoenix, and with no explanation to the 11 year old, we were headed back east with no job - no western move for me. And I had purchased a cowboy hat! We detoured to the Grand Canyon and the Red Rocks in Colorado before going straight to Pittsburgh. I saw a sign for Montezuma Castle on the way to the Canyon, and they stopped for me to see it. I read the flyer (still have it!) until it was memorized. I was awestruck. A 1000 years ago, Indians lived here and built this and fished in the river. I must have read 500 westerns after that stop.
Clearly, I owned no camera in 1960, but now I do. It is still a magnificent place. You could not enter the structure high on a cliff in 1960, and still cannot today, but it seemed closer than my memory of it. Today you walk a nicely maintained, wide path that meanders across the valley floor, often beside a river with some smaller lower ruins. There is a nice VC and museum, lots of parking and benches for observing the castle. A worthwhile endeavor.
We also visited Montezuma Well a few miles away where a spring feeds constant fresh water into a deep pool. Intriguing. We were not camping on this trip and stayed in a AirBandB in Flagstaff.
The second time in this area was as fascinating to me as the first.
Cadillac’s Viewpoint: Occasionally the Driver makes a mistake and we end up actually agreeing. Not often. This was a lovely spot: perfect water, great willows and reeds, nice cool shade. My only issue was that I could not find the entrance to the elevator for the house. Cadillac’s Elevation 4.5 Antlers
