Sometimes when we are new to an area, we get so busy running around sightseeing, we never stop to smell the roses where we are. Lost Dutchman State Park is a beautiful place. It's not unusual to see a campground staffed by a volunteer campground host, but this park has many. We've heard that funding for the state parks has been reduced and a huge fleet of volunteers is keeping the place going. I barely started sipping my morning coffee when I noticed volunteers on golf carts emptying the garbage cans. Then another golf cart pulling a water tank came by to sprinkle the newly transplanted palo verde at every site. The park is beautifully groomed; someone had raked our campsite before we arrived.
There are numerous hiking trails from our campground up to the Superstition Mountains, so we decided to take one on a beautiful, blue sky day. The recent rain has caused a major greening of the desert floor. Little grassy looking stuff is covering the brown gravel and we hear that the spring wild flowers will be blooming soon. Bird life is lush here and their cheery calls rallied us when the climbing got a bit steep. When we got to the highest point on the trail, we were surprised to see the skyscrapers of Phoenix in the distance. It may be closer as the crow flies, but downtown has to be at least thirty miles from here.
After photographing the sunset one more time, Ken built a campfire with wood he had imported from Alaska and I enjoyed s'mores. A great end to a great day.