There is a rapture on the lonely shore;
There is society, where none intrudes.
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more...

-Lord Byron

Definition of Walkabout :

a short period of wandering as an occasional interruption of regular work
Showing posts with label East End Adventures. Show all posts
Showing posts with label East End Adventures. Show all posts

28 February 2017

All Hail! The Arizona Renaissance Festival

For the past twelve years (give or take a year or two), I've been driving past the "Renaissance Festival" sign at the base of the Superstition mountains in the east end of the valley. I would look out into the vast desert and wonder what truly happens here for six weeks.

This past weekend, I finally made it myself, and it was, in one word, glorious.
As soon as I entered the gates, I felt transported back in time to the Renaissance era of yesteryear. Busty corseted women and lanky knights sauntered past me, wizards and pirates strolled across the courtyard, executioners donning black capes and elf children scampered through the trees.
I'm pulled into a comedy show of irreverent nuns, a man with a mean fiery whip, three guys and some drums, belly dancers, fire eaters, and a spectacular carnevale.

This was only the tip of the iceberg though. You can try you hand wielding an axe as you attempt to throw it at a target, practice your archery skills, or perhaps show your strength as you lift the mighty mallet to impress your lady.

I go grab a leg of tasty meat with a dark pint of ale, sit back and enjoy.
So much to see and do, I'm thrilled that I decided to get a season pass so I can return for more adventures all throughout March, as there is still so much awesomeness to be found.

Be prepared, as there will be more to come over the next few weeks, but until then you wenchs, spires, kings and wizards....
Huzzah!

31 July 2016

East End Adventures

One has a few options to see Catalina from the interior :

*hike the trails
*bike the trails
*go with East End Adventures in a military style Hummer
Our guide and driver was a Lewis Black type personality (I'm still not entirely convinced it wasn't the comedian) that kept us informed and entertained as we traversed the steep inclines of the Santa Catalina mountains.
We spotted small foxes, deer, and buffalo, and could faintly see the outline and water spouts of gray whales in the Pacific. 
The history of the Island is just as captivating as its landscape, with stories of World War Two and this islands worry about being overtaken by Japanese forces to more modern tales of conservation and seismic earthquake and tsunami monitoring that take place here.
From the top of a hill with a 360 degree view, it's hard to fathom anything other that the peaceful surrounding and the salty ocean breeze.