Tempting Trails of Tucson Abound

When we arrived in Tucson in early January, I poked the AllTrails app to look for a moderate day hike to get us started. I was stunned. Dots all over my phone’s screen and “500 trails” in the blank space across the bottom. I zoomed in to focus on trailheads within about a half hour drive. Still, 200 trails filled the map. Where do I begin?

Since that day, Sue and I have climbed mountains, hiked to waterfalls, meandered through canyons, and marveled at the varied cacti everywhere. Sue got so close to a cholla that a lemon-sized piece attached itself to her. A warning: cholla hurt—a lot—and are tough to remove.

Clusters of trails abound in the foothills and spectacular mountains that surround Tucson. Many have detailed maps posted at intersections. We discovered trekking adventures in Saguaro National Park, both the west and east sections, and in the expansive Tucson Mountain Park, accessible at several trailhead parking lots. We walked a few times at the Sweetwater Preserve. Then we drove 45 minutes to trails in Catalina State Park.

It has been in the 60s and 70s most days, interrupted by five or six days of rain, which many around here have complained about. They have no idea. Have they ever lived in Oregon?

Up for a Challenge? Try Wasson Peak

Sue and I can’t resist a trekking challenge; this time, it was Wasson Peak, the highest peak in the western Saguaro National Park. There are several ways up, but we chose Gould Mine for our start and it was deceptively moderate, even sometimes easy, for an hour. A left turn brought us to a steep, never-ending series of switchbacks through and over rocks as saguaro cacti stood like posts on a skiing course. (They dwarf me in the photo, above left.)

Joining the saguaros were ocotillo, prickly pear, and, surprisingly, early-blooming poppies. The 1,850 feet of ascent delivered us to the top at 4,688 feet. Lunch came with a 360-degree view of Tucson and so much more.

We took the Hugh Norris trail back, making it our favorite kind of trail, a loop.

Time to celebrate? Why not? Manhattans at our RV park’s bar brought a toast to Wasson Peak. We did it!