Willow Lake Loop Trail

Willow Lake Loop Trail
2/15/2020 

Our hike was just under 7 miles. 
The internet says this loop is 5.7. 

Its mid February in Prescott, Arizona and the weather can be defined as perfect. Something like 67 degrees with the sun out. Winter is leaving but not quite gone. The hike we chose on February 15th, 2020 was very close to Chad's home. His home that I moved into on February 7th. Yes very close to Valentines Day it's so romantic, and yea I know it was a bit nuts. Just ten months of dating and moving in, but I was sick of driving back and forth and we had dated a year or so twenty some years before. So here we are housemates. 

If you decide to hike this loop there are a few options of places to start, a dog park, a boat ramp, a pull off from Willow Lake road. We began by crossing a swampy field, walking along a rocky hillside to a big beautiful cottonwood with a bench under it. This tree stands close to the first sign that reads "follow the dots".  The trial is marked by spray painted white dots on the rocks to follow. 

I bowed to the tree in its winter nakedness in exchange for a long look at her boughs and off we looped. In the water we saw ducks, Canadian geese, great blue herring, and those water birds that look like black footballs with white beaks (coots) quacking, cooting and splashing about. Also while on the hike there was in informative sign that pointed out there are two kinds of cormorants present. One could be distinguished from the other by having more yellow on its beak. 

The landscape in this area is called "The Dells" which comes from the french word "dalles" meaning layers of rock . And true to the name Willow lake is surrounded by large granite boulders. The first three miles involves many scrambles over rocks. Which is fun and challenging .There are times a hiker feels small and humble as you slip through crevasses, huge rocks on either side of you. Other times the landscape feels foreign and quiet like the moon. We stopped and rested in a place where the only other movement we saw was a Steller's Jay dressed in his classic black and blue fathers and contrasted nicely to a field of yellow grass that had grown in shallow soil. It was a place where I felt as if we were the only people in the world cradled in rocks. 

At one point we descended down a long flight of wooden stairs to a stretch I was particularly fond of because there were large cottonwood trees and the ground was soft and muddy.  Present were two kinds of moss one that was a bright green and another lighter more earthy moss dressed in dew. Whenever I see moss I wish I was really small so I could stretch out on it and rest on it.  

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About mile 4 we came out of the boulders to a more urban area, there was a parking lot where the less mobile seeker of nature, or people just interested in a rest can picnic by Willow Lake can begin there journey, no need to scramble and you could take a wheel chair here. Also it is very beautiful, cottonwood trees line the edge of the water creating shade and a place to land a lawn chair. Having moved from the land of very little water, the lake is memorizing, the way it reflects the sky above, the hills in the distance, houses, the ducks, and the flocks of cormorants, it nearly took my breath away.

Dogs in trouble with Chad post fight 

At one point we found a spot to rest under the large cottonwoods and the dogs got into a scuffle which unsettled us both. They sound so terrifying when they fight. They are still adjusting  to being housemates and have a love-hate relationship with one another.  I have been told the older female is meant to be the boss, and Moly has been working hard at letting everyone know this is a fact. Fortunately the fight did not last long and no one was injured (except perhaps my nervous system). 

Me with trail mix 

At about mile six I stop to eat trail-mix. Its so delicious we call it "crack" even if full, a person wants to shove handfuls into their face and in that moment I was hungry. I felt like Golum from the Lord of the Rings "my precious" peanuts, M&M, raisins, and other nuts. In front of me I watched Ming and Moly frolick together in the water like best friends, their scuffle forgotten as I scowled at Chad for taking my photo. 

When I got back to the house I went strait to take a nap. A long hike can wear a person out. I drifted off to sleep with visions of boulders and water decorated by ducks in my head.