Sweat



Tortugas's western slope

It was a bit cool when we started off this morning, but I was soon rolling up the sleeves on my long-sleeve shirt.  We ran into a woman jogger and her dog, Wellington, who we've encountered before.  Both dogs were off leash, but Wellington seemed a little afraid of Becca.  Perhaps it had to do with Becca's raised hackles, which the woman jogger said made Becca look like a hyena.  By the way, the woman jogger remembered Becca's name, and I remembered Wellington's, but I surmised that neither the jogger nor I could recall the other's name.

Becca spots yet another rabbit

On the road around the mountain



Bishop's Cap



Prickly Pear Cactus and Torrey Yucca