Catalina was a wonderful refuge. I went to college in Tucson, but despite that I never visited the park, preferring the fee-free areas on the south side of the mountains. So it was nice to finally get a look around the park. Shortly after waking, we took a short hike on the Romero Ruins trail.
After breakfast in Tucson, we hit the road for Nogales and the border. Sycamore Canyon is a special place for me, as it was the second overnight, solo hike I ever took, way back in the late 90s when I first got into backpacking and the outdoors. I revisited the canyon several times during my college years, and I have a lot of affection for it. So I wanted to share the experience with my wife.
On the way back from the border, we decided to stop off at Tumacacori National Historic Park. I knew, vaguely, that this was a historical building from Arizona's early days, but my knowledge didn't go deeper than that. It was a revelation to discover the place pre-dated the founding of the country. We explored the park, as well as swinging over to Tubac right before it closed, rounding out the trip in great fashion.
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