The Edit · Travel · Arizona
Two hours north of Scottsdale, the road turns off Dry Creek and dead-ends into a box canyon — and that's the entire secret. Enchantment Resort doesn't have a view of Sedona's red rocks; it sits inside them, seventy acres of adobe casitas at the floor of Boynton Canyon, walled on three sides by thousand-foot sandstone. Everything that makes it Arizona's best escape follows from that one fact.
The Setting
Boynton Canyon isn't scenery; it's a place with a memory. The Sinagua people built cliff dwellings in these walls centuries ago — some reachable on guided hikes from the resort — and the canyon remains sacred to the Yavapai-Apache. It's also home to one of Sedona's famous vortex sites, and whatever you make of that, the light at the canyon mouth at 6 p.m. will make a believer of you for at least an hour. The resort leans into all of it gracefully: canyon-history talks at the Trail House, guided vortex and cliff-dwelling hikes, and stargazing evenings with the resort's astronomer under some of the darkest sky in the state.
The rooms follow the land — pueblo-style casitas with beehive fireplaces and wood-beamed ceilings, every one opening to a private deck with the canyon walls filling the frame. Take the coffee outside at sunrise, when the rock goes from rust to fire.

The Spa
A short walk deeper into the canyon sits Mii amo — "journey forward" in the Yuman language — Enchantment's adults-only sister spa, fresh off a $40 million renovation and currently ranked the #1 destination spa in the United States by Travel + Leisure. It runs on all-inclusive multi-night "Journeys," but here's the part worth knowing: Enchantment guests get access — the fitness and movement studios, dining at Hummingbird, and the twice-daily rituals in the Crystal Grotto, a domed chamber built around a quartz crystal and lit by a single shaft of sky. Book one treatment and the spa's pool, sauna, and living room open up for the day.
You don't look at the red rocks from Enchantment. You wake up inside them.
The Golf
Here is the quiet ace up Enchantment's sleeve: as a resort guest, you get access to Seven Canyons, the private Tom Weiskopf course a few minutes away — 200 acres of fairways ringed entirely by the Coconino National Forest and the Red Rock–Secret Mountain Wilderness, a layout one writer called "classic golf in the basin of the Grand Canyon." Golf Digest ranks it among the best courses in Arizona, and it cracked their 100 Second Greatest list — but the rankings undersell what it feels like to stand on a tee box with sandstone towers on every horizon.
Know what you're walking into: this is a shot-maker's course. It's short by modern standards and plays shorter at 4,500 feet, but Weiskopf built it narrow — tight landing areas, small greens, bunkers placed as questions rather than punishment. Driver is frequently the wrong club, which is exactly the point; Weiskopf designed it without working drawings and called the site as good as any he ever had in Arizona. Play it walking if your legs allow — it's a rare modern course routed for it — and bring one more camera battery than you think you need.
The Local's Pick
Here's the tip the trophy rankings won't give you: Oakcreek Country Club, in the Village of Oak Creek ten minutes south of town, is the round locals quietly love best — and unlike Seven Canyons, it's open to the public. This is Sedona's original championship course, laid out in the late 1960s by Robert Trent Jones Sr. and Jr. — the most storied father-and-son act in golf architecture — and it plays like it: classic tree-lined doglegs, elevated greens ringed by swirling bunkers, a traditional parkland test that happens to be framed by Bell Rock and Courthouse Butte instead of Midwestern oaks.
It's player-friendly where Seven Canyons is exacting, honest where the resort courses are theatrical — and there's something right about playing Sedona's first fairways with the red rock burning on every sightline. Book a morning tee time, take the twilight rate if you're two, and don't let the views cost you strokes.

The Table
End the days at Che Ah Chi, the resort's fine-dining room, where the tasting of modern American cooking with Southwest roots comes second to the theater outside the glass — the canyon walls burning down through amber to violet as the sun drops. For something looser, Tii Gavo ("a gathering place") does elevated casual on a terrace made for a margarita at dusk. Either way, step outside afterward and look up: this far from town, the stars come all the way down to the canyon rim.
Red rock walls, the country's best spa, and a Weiskopf round inside a national forest — all a two-hour drive from the Valley. Some escapes require an airport; the best one in Arizona doesn't. Marta is always happy to trade notes.