Our guidebook suggests pulling over at some of the "nauseatingly vertiginous" overlooks:
This overlook was at about 8000 feet and called Windy Point, I believe. It was freezing--only 50 degrees up here! I put my new shawl around my shoulders, wrapped my arms around myself tightly, and tried desparately not to fall into the abyss. Although David and Son happily climbed around the overlook, I stood relatively near the road with all my muscles totally rigid. (I need a massage now!) Eventually, David made me spread my wings for a photo shoot.
We drove on, eventually reaching a forest of ponderosa pines and a small village for summertime retreat. Even though we were over a mile higher in elevation from where we started, there were no cliffs and I got a few minutes to breathe before we turned around and faced the open mountains again on the way down.
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In the afternoon, we went to Signal Hill at the Saguaro National Park.
As we set out on the short hike, we were warned to look out for desert life. First heights, now monsters....
At the top of the hill were petroglyphs from long-ago inhabitants, the Hohokum:
While it seems from the petroglyphs that they may have had bicycles, they did not have sheep.