We stayed at White Tank Mountain when we returned to Phoenix for a few days before Christmas. We’ve hiked in the park before, and we wanted to check out the camping. The campground is near the top of the main road, so there was little traffic and a great view of the city and the mountains. Sunrises were gorgeous, sunsets were muted since it fell behind the mountain.

I set up our campsite in honor of our recent “wellness resort” trip to the Dr. We relaxed at the campsite, biked and hiked. Cody had a vet appointment on one of those days, so Ben took him to Luke AFB while I worked that morning. I ran a trail along the campground that looped back to the road.


The second day we rode our bikes to the Waterfall trial. It’s a popular one, but we’ve never seen actual water falling–it’s always been dry. Still no water falling this time, but we did see water pooled at the bottom!

We biked around the park since biking is better on Ben’s back than walking. A huge stag galloped across the road ahead of us. He was running so fast it surprised both of us. The sequence of my thoughts: 1 – wow, he’s huge; 2 – he’s going really fast, we’re lucky he’s ahead of us; 3 – wait, what is making him run so fast? We did slow down to a crawl to see if anything else was coming. Nothing did, but we kept our eyes in survey mode the rest of the ride.

At the very end of the road, there’s a competitive bike course. It’s an area mountain bikers can go to time themselves and practice on technical trails. Ben ran there a few times before running the Javelin Jundred on the other side of Phoenix.
