In this campground, Saturday morning is “Cinnamon Roll” morning… Yes, I know, I know, but I feel I must have one and you know how “good” they are for me… After a quick trip to Wally World (Wal-Mart), we decided not to waste the rest of the day at home so we headed east on Hwy 10. Our destination was the Cochise Stronghold. The Chiricahua (cheer-E-cow-a) Apaches, led by their chief Cochise, used a natural granite fortress as their “haven” from the U.S. Cavalry. This is also the place that is believed to be the final resting place of Cochise. Cochise wasn’t killed but actually died of old age. His son, who became Chief of the Chiricahua Apaches, is believed to have buried “The Chief” somewhere in the rugged natural fortress of the “Stronghold”. At one time, Cochise led more than 1,000 followers, of which some 250 were warriors. As Louise and I hiked the trails of the Stronghold,