If I have a (previuously described) love hate relationship with the Grand Canyon, my relationship with the Superstitions is that of a divorce gone UGLY.
Make no mistake, the Superstition Mountains are the single most beautiful desert mountains smack in the middle of the lushest desert in the world. Incomparable beauty.
OK. Incomparable beauty, lush desert....what could screw up this paradise? You got it. Man. The crush of houses slowly strangling this place over time is just too depressing to watch.