One of the strenuous trails to the top of Tortugas.
The old observatory and a new tower atop the mountain.
Looking east along the trail through the foothills.
Ocotillo on Viagra.
Ocotillo on Viagra.
Intersections.
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Jackrabbit at the waterhole Even though the temperature was in the high 60s when we started off this morning it felt warmer than yesterday w...
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That agave in the last photo looked like a modernist sculpture.
I've always been impressed with the fences that people build (or used to build)from dried ocotillo. They're attractive and effective--the fences, not the people. Maybe the people too, occasionally. A positive memory of Tucson.
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