Adventures await – by air, land and lake – at “Arizona’s playground.”
Lake Havasu City’s new slogan, “Play like you mean it,” should include the disclaimer “results may vary.” That’s because the definition of “play” varies so wildly in this still-young river town, where well-heeled winter visitors and relocated retirees split the seasons with craft-beer-swilling spring breakers and boating enthusiasts. The dual-purpose vibe has proven a boon for Havasu, established in 1963 by a chainsaw maker named Robert McCulloch, who bought the London Bridge from the City of London for $2.5 million in 1968, reportedly outbidding actor Red Skelton. The reassembled bridge (now spanning the waters of Lake Havasu) has been a major tourist attraction since opening in 1971, along with the Parker Dam-created Lake Havasu reservoir and its glut of gorgeous coves.
Led by cactus-hugging volunteers, Arizona’s revitalized state park system beckons heat-weary Phoenicians.
They trim the plants, guide the tours and tend the gates. They are the volunteer citizen activists and accidental heroes of Arizona State Parks, the state agency that oversees our 28 parcels of protected wilderness. When the destructive winds of The Great Recession began to shutter park operations, these tenacious volunteer groups rallied to nip the squall. They go by benign names like Friends of Tonto Natural Bridge, Riordan Action Network and Hold the Fort, but make no mistake, they’re fighters – battling to buoy and enrich the park system.
A road trip to three of Utah’s five national parks reveals breathtaking backcountry, hoodoo-filled hikes, and luscious local pies.
After three hours of canyoneering in Zion National Park (nps.gov/zion), our feet look like they’re bleeding through our socks. Thankfully, it’s just pulverized red sandstone flowing between our toes – a sign of a sated adventurer. “If you don’t leave Utah with red sand in your shoes, you didn’t have fun,” says Gerard, one of two guides from Zion Adventure Company (435-772-1001, zionadventures.com) leading our team of six on a hiking, climbing, and rappelling foray into the heavily forested vermilion cliffs of Utah’s most visited national park.
From fly fishing to horsback riding to clay shooting, the wilds of Montana offer myriad adventures..
We are stalking the elusive wild cutthroat. I crouch and whisper, mimicking my guides, Nick and Ryan, as we squelch through the muck, our waders stirring up freshwater shrimp and the bugs our fly lures are attempting to impersonate. The gunmetal gray clouds above us swell and spit, threatening to burst. But first, I must catch a fish.
Looking for the perfect getaway, without the “away”? These staycations provide all the requisite indulgences at summer-special prices.
Hotel Palomar’s staycation palette includes partnerships with nearby CityScape hotspots. Its “Round of Beer” promotion ($102) invites guests to slurp down four complimentary beers at Blue Hound Kitchen & Cocktails. Or guests can “Laugh Like a Local” with tickets to Stand Up Live ($112). Palomar also keeps its focus on the family with admission to the Arizona Science Center or Children’s Museum of Phoenix ($154). 2 E. Jefferson St., Phoenix, 602-253-6633, hotelpalomar-phoenix.com
Or: How I Learned to Start Road Tripping and Love the Bomb.
The end of the world as we know it could have been unleashed from this hermetically sealed, hospital-green silo 20 miles south of Tucson – and 35 feet below it. With the turn of two keys, a 103-foot-tall Titan II missile would have blasted off toward the mysterious “Target 2” somewhere in the Soviet Union. The inevitable nuclear volley would have spelled atomic omnicide. A radioactive miasma metastasizing around the world. Curtains for everything but cockroaches and creosote bushes. That was the idea, at any rate – a nuclear sword of Damocles suspended over the planet.
With its farm-to-table focus and obsession with
organics, “America’s Finest City” is well on its way to becoming “America’s Foodiest City.”
San Diego is so obsessed with local, organic, healthful foods that you almost expect your carton of hormone-free milk to display photos of MSG, preservatives, and high fructose corn syrup, asking “Have you seen us?” Not around here. Restaurants source their ingredients from the generous Pacific Ocean and the proliferation of lush farms sprawled throughout San Diego County. Many eateries have private micro-farms and even make their own sodas and condiments. While the spotlight has been shining on San Diego’s tourist attractions, this beach city has quietly grown into one of the country’s most underrated culinary capitals.