By Chris Hill
Nearly every summer growing up, we would take a family vacation — a 12-hour road trip from New Mexico to the beaches of California to visit family. After spending time with relatives, my father would look at a map and take a road he had never been on just to see what was there. My father loved to drive and explore, which led us to state parks, national parks, and Native American ruins throughout New Mexico, Arizona and California. As I got older, I truly grew to enjoy this portion of the trip even more than our time at the beach.
On one family vacation, we focused on Native American dwellings and museums throughout Arizona. I vividly remember the Montezuma Castle National Monument, north of Phoenix. Driving to the site, we talked about the Native Americans in the area, how they settled and how they lived. Once we arrived, we were able to get out and see this magnificent site built on the side of a cliff. The experience created such excitement that we wanted to see more.
So we started our trip through the state, stopping at every site we found on the map — some right off the highway and some way back off the main road. After a while, Read the rest of this entry »