Sedona and Oak Creek Canyon were also places I had been to before but again it was birding that drew me back. I had actually forgotten how beautiful Sedona could be and marveled at the hills as I drove through on my way up the canyon.
Oak Creek was a place my friends enjoyed as we went sliding down the rocks in the creek. I was much younger then and now I was just as thrilled to spot my first Grace’s, Virginia’s and Lucy’s Warblers. Seriously those are the names. I called them the three sisters of Oak Creek Canyon. But, I must say that the Painted Redstart was the most exciting to see and it might be the only place I have such an opportunity.
On the way back to the campground I stopped to take a photo of this beautiful pink topped grass that lined the roadway.