Friday Kind of Hike

An odd thing to run across in the middle of the desert

I did a lot of perspiring this morning because the humidity was very high and the sun was beating down on us most of the time.  Becca was eager to take as many shade breaks as she could,  and I didn't protest.  We ran into only two people on our trek, a woman jogger and Greg.  We stood talking to him near the foot of the road leading to the mountaintop--where he was headed.  There were some pretty dark clouds to the south of Tortugas and we speculated about whether or not Greg could make it up and back without getting wet.

A much-needed respite from the sun

Happy camper

There's still quite a bit of Chinchweed about

Pitchfork in the road

Clouds clinging to the Organ Mountains

This is what gives the plant "Devil's Claw" its name

Blooming Stingleaf flower

The road that goes all the way around Tortugas Mountain

Strange light

Ocotillo leaves still hanging on