"This is a nice house," Shellie May said. "Can I have it?"
"I don't think you want to live in a museum, Shellie May."
"But that bed looks so comfortable!"
Thinking quickly, I read the placard to her. "The McCormicks slept in this room. Margaret reported this incident in a letter to her friend Emma Deaike in New Jersey: 'A gentleman came in the sitting room and I took Dicken's "Mutual Friend" in my bedroom to read. I seated myself on the bed and leaned back against a pillow. After the gentleman left we concluded to retire, when what should we discover but a centipede upon the very pillow upon which I had been leaning.'"
Shellie May considered. "I think I will leave this bedroom to the McCormicks."
Shellie May was VERY excited to get out of the room.
"Yay! It's Granite Creek!"
"What's Granite Creek?"
"Well, Shellie May," I said, "this helpful placard can tell you."
"That is a lot of words. Can you please read it to me, please?"
I took a deeeeeeep breath. "American History in Arizona is quite recent, although the history of the Native American, Spanish and Mexican occupation peridos are much older. Encampments of Native Americans were drawn to the creeks, which offered a fairly reliable source of fresh water, and the Anglo settlers followed suit. The first known Anglo-Americans to camp in teh vicinity of Prescott were the Walker and Weaver parties in 1863. The Walker Party camped on the banks of Granite Creek in what is now downtown Prescott. Granite Creek quickly became a magnet for panning for materials, particularly gold; picknicking; the location of the first store and school in Prescott and a conglomeration of shanties and lean-tos; saloons; and Chinese and Mexican settlements. Later, substantial residences along with warehouses, a gas plant, bottling works and farms were developed. Among the drinking establishments was the Quartz Rock Saloon, owned by a nose-less military deserter. It sported a plank bar with two bottles of whiskey and one cup. The sight of water purportedly made the patrons sick, so the business was moved to South Montezuma Street. Local legend is that saloon patrons kept falling into Granite Creek, thus diminishing a booming business. As a result, many of the saloons moved to "Whiskey Row", which was safer because of its further distance from the creek. In addition to supporting human uses, Granite Creek gives life to many species of trees, shrubs, and grasses. Approximately 75 percent of our local wildlife are dependent upon Granite Creek and its tributaries. Over the last 150 years Granite Creek has seen many changes. The broad "gallery" of cottonwood and willow trees seen here were once up to a 1/4 mile in width, and it stretched from what is now downtown Prescott all the way to the Granite Dells, 5 miles to the northeast. The Granite Creek Channel has been straightened, mined, filled, and was built upon over time, resulting in a substantial loss of riparian habitat. In the 1990s, local organizations were formed to preserve and restore what riparian (streamlands) habitat was left. The trail you can see below was the first effort toward this end. Since then, riparian habitat has been protected at West Granite Creek Park, Watson Woods Riparian Preserve, Watson & Willow Lakes, and on the Yavapai-Prescott Tribal Lands."
Shellie May stared at me for a long time. "Wow! That sure was a lot of words!"
Here we are! We were going to get our bags and check them down in the lobby. Also eat our leftovers from the Gurley Street Grill for lunch. :) And maybe pick up a sweet little bear who, hopefully, has learned her lesson...