We did stop in Jerome first, before going on down to Sedona. I bet it was the same road. Did wind your way up a mountain, and in the distance, at the peak of the mountain, you could see a kind of pass or a cut-thru in the trees? Coming down towards Jerome, was there a old scary fenced-in compound, kind of shoddy...with a lot of signs telling you to keep out?
Probably the same road.
“at the peak of the mountain, you could see a kind of pass or a cut-thru in the trees?” Yes, that I remember.
“Coming down towards Jerome, was there a old scary fenced-in compound, kind of shoddy...with a lot of signs telling you to keep out?” That I do not remember.
What I remember most about Jerome was it was cut into the top of the hill, it looked like it had been an old mining town, a very small town, a really old town that had seen better days, and the towns folks were trying to make “artsy” type shops or something like that to attract visitors.
My eventual destination was back down in Phoenix, where I’d catch a flight out the next day, but I decided to go take a look at Prescott first. Somewhere below Jerome and before I got to Prescott, I ran my rented Mustang through a car wash.
I found this link today: