Christopher Creek was a happening place over the long weekend. Tall Pines Market, Creekside and Landmark were all extremely busy and all the cabin rentals seemed to be full. The brat feed down at the firehouse was well attended and the chocolate ice cream was a hit. The seven or eight artists and book merchants under the canopy of the old gas station reported steady foot traffic.
From Gary Anderson: The Christopher-Kohl’s FireBelles want to thank all the many community members and all the guests for helping make their Arts, Crafts and Brats Festival last Saturday such a success. There were great arts and crafts, great brats and dogs and great rides on the John Deere-pulled hay wagon. The Belles made over $1,000, which is always returned to the community via assistance to the fire department. Special thanks to the many who handed over a twenty and said, “Keep the change.” And also to the community member who walked up and said, “Here, take this.” — a check for $200. Thank you, and thanks to all. The FireBelles are asking for your help every Saturday evening during June and July. They will be serving the food at the Payson Concert in the Park program. Call Linda at (928) 478-4011 and tell her you will help on one of those evenings.
Great to hear that Debbie Hamner is back in the Creek after spending six weeks in the Valley battling health issues.
Trish Lattus’ grandson and Toria’s son, Austin, brought his wife and new baby back to Arizona for a visit last week. Austin, who now lives and works in Montana, grew up here in the Creek. It was good to get to see him, again.
Mike Jelinek, at Tall Pines Market enlisted his son, Jacob, to help out last weekend. Jacob will be a senior at Peoria Sunrise Mountain high school in the fall. He was recently honored, being chosen for a 10-day visit to EAA Air Academy in Osh Kosh, Wis., commencing July 25. Way to go, Jacob!
The boys were busy on the holiday, weed-whackin’ and making preparations for CCHOA’s annual Community Potluck Picnic and Duck Race to be held at 1 p.m. June 8 at Milburn’s place on the Creek on Columbine Road. This is always a popular event, the highlight being the race. A couple years back, my mother, soon to be 89, was here for the picnic. She really enjoyed meeting the folks she had heard about over the years, but when her duck came in third place, well, you would have thought she had won the lottery!
Susan Keown, over at the real estate office, came up with a couple of deep questions, recently, having to do with the new stretch of highway between here and Kohl’s Ranch. First, she is wondering if the Box Canyon enthusiasts will figure out where to park to access that area of the Creek. Next, is what are we to name the new elk escape ramps along the fence lines on either side of the road?
Whispering Hope Ranch has been a special place for youngsters with special needs for a dozen or more years. They are our neighbors out on Gordon Canyon, three miles off Highway 260 on Colcord Road. Hosting nearly 1,500 kids annually, the growth of their programs has brought about a shortage of volunteers. Charlie Motley stopped by to invite folks in the Christopher Creek area to visit WHR and get involved by offering your services for a day or two each week.
Speaking of Colcord Road, we met the folks who bought the Mountain Meadows Cabins this year. Their names are Ken and Diana Chaffee and we wish them well and good luck in their new adventure.
While visiting all the craft people who were set up at the gas station, we talked with Steve Sundra at his impressive display of polished stone knickknacks. Among his varied collection, he showed us some Christopher Creek red jasper. There is a collection area for CC red jasper, generally west of town along the Creek for about a mile and a half. There were also some zebra agate specimens, found locally. When the conversation turned to “brain stone” and the location of that collection area, all of a sudden Lynda St. John was very intently eavesdropping. “Brain stone” is a dirty white stone with nodules, giving it the appearance of a brain. Slightly larger than a golf ball, the center is a solid, pure white when cut in two. OK, Lynda, three or four miles west of the East Verde along Control Road is where you find them. Don’t get ’em all ... and that’s another week in the Creek.