After spending the holidays in our sunny, snowless home of Phoenix, Nick and I were looking for a place to fuel our festive spirits while at the same time try our first go at winter camping. Prescott is an area very familiar to Nick. His grandparents had a cabin near Potato Patch where the family spent countless days. For this occasion however, we would be roughing it in the back country which required us to obtain some info from our friend Zack on some good camping spots. His advice had led us down the Old Senator’s Highway. While eyeballing all of our campsite options, we found ourselves at the end of a road where we heard some running water. Just below us was a half-frozen creek, where we stumbled upon some creative snowmen and plenty of photo ops. At the campsite, it was time to gear up for a truly frozen night of camping. Yes, the low was 14 degrees, but it wasn’t until the morning that I finally wimped out. (Confession: I had to sit in the car with the heat on while Nick finished up breakfast). Overall, I’m glad to say I conquered true winter camping and that Nick persuaded me to do it!
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