One day last week we were having an unusual amount of slow steady rain. But I had to go into Prescott. Here's how it looked as I pulled into town. Wet, drizzling, cold with a very low cloud even obscuring Thumb Butte.
On a day like that, once my obligations were taken care of, there was only one solution.
A seat at the bar at the Prescott Brewing Company where I'm a huge fan of their Petrified Porter and their Fish and Chips.