If you are interested in meaningful walks in nature then Lake Concho, in Concho Arizona, could be the place for you.
Bill and I are in Apache County, White Mountains, where the animals roam free. If you don’t want them on your property then you will need to fence in your land. Right now, we are in the, “there’s a rabbit!” stage of awe when we see them. Even as they try to camouflage their tiny furry bodies against the brown winter trees, we can spot them. And here are the cows, at the lake, where you can drive your car up to the spot you plan to sit at. They move slowly. They are not interested in our presence.
The lake hasn’t frozen over yet, even with a minimal snowfall, it lets the wind keep rhythm with its velocity. We roam like human animals and explore the ground scanning our immediate area for American Indian artifacts that will perhaps tell us the story from a long time ago.
The local park is covered in snow and hardly a foot print on it except ours. We hold hands. We crack the snow under our steps knowing that soon it will melt and give some much needed water to the dry land.
This lake has a white fence that dips into it the center of the lake and rises on each side like a rope of safety. The ducks have taken ownership with their families waddling behind the mother-lead.
We wonder why the rest of the world doesn’t know about this lake where, “Concho was formed as a Mexican community in the late 1860s. A group of Mormons led by William J. Flake arrived in 1879 after Flake and Bateman H. Wilhelm purchased some of the land from José Francisco Chaves under the direction of Mormon leader Erastus Snow. The Mormon community adopted the name Erastus in honor of Snow, but changed the name to Concho to match the continuing Mexican community in 1890.
“Its name is possibly derived from the Spanish word concha (meaning shell), perhaps due to the shells found along the Concho Creek. The town was once the major population and financial center of the northeast quarter of what is now Arizona. It continued as a thriving small town for many years. Nevertheless, circumstances such as WWII caused residents to leave the area and, in time, Concho dwindled down to a small community.
“The village of Concho sometimes referred to, as “Old Concho” is rich in tradition and folklore. Each year the villagers enjoy coming together for the San Rafael Fiestas, when residents and relatives from afar gather for joyful celebration and reminiscing.
“The newer portion of Concho is the highland country referred to as “Concho Valley” established in 1971. Growth in this development primarily took place as a result of the construction of the Coronado Generating Station located west of St. Johns. A main attraction is the local country club and golf course, along with Concho Lake, which primarily serves as an irrigation reservoir for “Old Concho,” but is enjoyed for fishing, boating and recreation the rest of the year. Both the old and new portions of Concho enjoy the peacefulness of a quiet country atmosphere, with clear skies and a sense of community.”
(Quote exerpted from Wikipedia.)