The three of us left for Flagstaff later that evening after yet another marvelous meal prepared by Shaun's mother. We arrived in Flagstaff with a clear star-lit sky above us and quickly set up camp. We fell asleep under the glitter of the Arizona sky watching an endless procession of shooting stars pass by. It is situated on the north side of Walnut Canyon and contains about 140 pocket littered sport routes ranging from 5.9 to 5.13. At an elevation of 6900 feet, these cliffs offer year round climbing.
Popeye is slightly overhung and loaded with pockets.
Finishing up for the afternoon, we packed up and drove on down to Sedona to camp for the evening. Sedona is primarily a trendy resort town and art colony that sits amidst the spectacular sandstone country of the lower Oak Creek Canyon. The canyon begins north at the Mogollon Rim and plunges southward through an abrupt defile lined with sandstone walls eventually widening at Sedona. The Sedona area forms a transition zone between the Colorado Plateau and the arid Sonoran Desert to the south. Due to the fire restrictions, we were unable to camp at Schnebly Hill, which offers a spectacular view of the Sedona valley.