Wednesday, March 28....Go Tell It On The Mountain


   Set the alarm to get up but it was unnecessary as I was awake before it was and laid there awake waiting for it to go off.  Even then I snoozed it so I could wait some more. Me and alarm clocks…it’s a mind game. ๐Ÿ˜‰ Couple of reasons for the alarm this morning…I needed to make a call to the credit union and today we’re going exploring on foot and it seems prudent to do that in the cool of the day.  Hey, Karen…come on…get your butt out of bed!!
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   The camp owners have laying hens and sell fresh eggs up at the office.  We’ve been steady customers…in fact, one of the first things Kim asked when we checked in was, “Still have fresh eggs?”  A bag of ice and a dozen eggs…$5.00 please. ๐Ÿ‘
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   It was postcard day…needed to get postcards finished and in the mail.  I print up pictures as we go along on our trip (yay! Walgreens๐Ÿ‘) and put a postcard backing on them to make personalized postcards…great to send to the WonderKids and the GR Grandkiddos.   And my mom…she enjoys them too. Why buy a postcard of a wolf I never saw when I can send a picture of Kim kissing a goat or of me standing on a tire?  Those are the real moments that capture a Kim n Karen Adventure. ๐Ÿ˜Š
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   Passed on the bicycle ride today for a hike up a mountain.  We’ve ridden on SR 79 north of city of Florence a fair amount this year.  On the route that bypasses Florence there is a lone mountain with a pyramid at the top…or maybe I shouldn’t call it a mountain because it’s more of a really big hill.  Anyway there’s a pyramid….and I noticed there was a trail up to the top.  When I asked Kim his opinion about it, he said ‘Google it’.  So I typed in “pyramid on top of mountain in Florence, AZ” and the first thing that pops up?  I got me a bona fide Roadside America hit!  The pyramid is the second burial site of Charles Poston who is called the Father of Arizona for some reason.  This is what the Roadside America site has to say:
   Charles D. Poston, called "The Father of Arizona," had intended to build a temple to the sun atop Poston Butte, but ran out of money (He was fascinated by Zoroastrianism). When he died in 1902 he was buried in a normal grave in Phoenix -- but that didn't seem right to his friends. So in 1925 they built a 14-foot-tall pyramid atop the Butte (now known as F Mountain), dug up Poston, and reburied him in it, facing the rising sun. His re-interment was attended by a crowd of 1,500, including the governor, and the crowd was assured by Poston's old friends that he did in fact believe in the Christian God.
And from that I had some questions so that led me to do a little more research:

Father of Arizona:
   Charles D Poston was born in 1825 and came west in pursuit of mining opportunities. Soon he became interested in politics and led the fight for the separate territory of Arizona. Upon winning that fight he became the first delegate to the U.S. Congress to represent the Arizona Territory. For that reason he is often referred to as the Father of Arizona. After losing his seat in congress he traveled and wrote of his travels. In India he became fascinated with the Parsi people and Zoroastrianism. He wrote a book entitled The Sun Worshipers of Asia in 1877. Back in Florence, Arizona he became obsessed with building a fire temple in the shape of a pyramid on top of Primrose Hill. He took deed of this hill in 1883 from James Addison Reavis, The Baron of Arizona. He never finished the Temple to The Sun and the locals jokingly referred to it as Poston’s folly. After holding several jobs as a miner and various political appointments he died in 1902 near penniless and was buried in Phoenix. On his 100th birthday in 1925 Governor George W.P. Hunt led a ceremony relocating Postons remains to a pyramid shaped tomb and renamed Primrose Hill-Postons Butte.

Zoroastrianism:
   Zoroastrianism is one of the world’s oldest monotheistic religions.   Zoroastrians do believe in one God, Ahura Mazda, meaning Wise Lord. They believe He created the world. The truth was revealed through His prophet Zoroaster, who is not worshipped but is followed as his directed path of truth and righteousness.  While Zoroastrianism is one of the world’s oldest monotheistic religions, it is one of the smallest today. It is reported that there are less than 200,000 practicing worldwide.
There is a lot more information on the subject but that was enough for me.
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Selfie stick time up on the butte๐Ÿ˜Š
   So we didn’t hike to the top of a mountain or a hill...we hiked to the top of a butte. ๐Ÿ˜There were two routes up…one favored by goats and one favored by humans.  We took the goat path up and the human path down.  There was a geocache listed up near the pyramid and while we were looking for it, two boys and their grandma joined us at the top.  We chatted and were having no luck with the geocache so we started back down.  It didn’t take long before one of the boys, Elijah, caught up with us.  He was very content to walk with us and chat.  He and his brother Sam are from Minnesota, on spring break and visiting grandparents who come to Arizona for the winter.  Elijah is 9 and Sam, who is 1 ½ years younger, has a birthday coming up in April as does an uncle so they’re going to Benihana to celebrate because that’s what they do for birthdays…go to Benihana.   Yesterday they visited Rooster Cogburn’s Ostrich Ranch so we talked about that, too.  I told him about my unfortunate meeting with a cactus and that Kim had to pull the spines out with a pliers…he seemed impressed with that.  Then Sam caught up with us and the four of us walked to the parking lot together which is where Grandpa was waiting.  It was a good way to spend the morning. ๐Ÿ‘
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   For three years, we’ve been coming to the Picacho KOA and it was only the other day that we accidently discovered that there actually is/was a little town called Picacho.  Nearby Picacho Peak has a very distinctive shape and we’ve learned to recognize it from a distance.  It’s definitely an area landmark and a State Park is located on it but we’ve never been there either.  Here’s a bit of trivia about Picacho Peak that we learned yesterday and honestly it’s the reason we went there today:  The westernmost battle in the Civil War was ‘fought’ at Picacho Peak.  What?! I didn’t realize the fighting extended west of the core southern states.  I don’t remember Mr. Visscher covering this in History class.  There is a memorial in the Picacho State Park and this is from one of the signs:
   By early April, 1862, the California Column (Union troops) had reached an area near present day Casa Grande, Arizona.  From there, they dispatched 13 troops to Tucson, commanded by Lieutenant James Barrett.  This detachment was conducting a sweep of the area, looking for Confederate soldiers.  During their patrol they discovered three Confederate lookouts who surrendered.
   However, Confederates under the command of Captain Sherod Hunter had occupied ambush positions and opened fire.  Fierce fighting continued for 90 minutes.  Lt. Barrett and two of his men were killed and three others wounded.  Both sides withdrew from the scene.  Unconfirmed Union reports indicate two Confederates may have been wounded. 
   Although what happened here delayed the Union forces, the following month the California Column took Tucson without firing a shot.  The Engagement at Picacho Pass helped the Union take control of this important southern travel route.  This ended the Confederacy’s goal to reach the California coast.
  What transpired at Picacho Peak was only a tiny skirmish compared to the great battle in the east, but to the men wounded and killed here, it was life and death.
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   The word ‘Picacho’ means ‘big peak’ in Spanish…therefore the name Picacho Peak is redundant.  ๐Ÿ˜‰
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   After our visit to the state park memorial (also a Roadside America hit) Kim needed to get to StellarVision to pick up a filter that would help with imaging during the full moon phase.  He took off for Tucson and I went for a ride on Zeus.  Really didn’t have a destination in mind, I just wanted to ride.  My inclination when I have an hour or so to ride and don’t want to deal with towns/cities is to head over to Indian Route 15.  The road is open, it’s not heavily traveled, and the scenery is good.  Rode out about 35 miles and turned around.  I was back to camp before Kim. 
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   The moon is heading on full so Kim is using his new filter to image the Horsehead Nebula again.  It’s a practice run to see how good a job the filter does.  He just popped in to say that due to the light restriction properties of the filter he’s having to take 10 minute exposures to get enough light.  Wow.
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Bike miles today: 70

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