|Look what we found|
Not long after we entered the major arroyo and began hiking east toward Tortugas Mountain, Dr. K said, "Dog!" I looked ahead to see where it was, not realizing it had come up behind us and was sniffing Frio's butt. It was a beautiful black canine with a startlingly blue left eye. Thankfully it was incredibly calm in the face of the barking and snarling pandemonium created by our Heelers. The encounter lasted a lot shorter than it felt, but it left both Dr. K and I feeling quite discouraged--especially with Willow.
We continued on up the arroyo while baking in the relentless sunshine, turning around when we were parallel with the new water tank recently constructed. We had no other human or canine encounters on the way back to the CR-V, a situation that pleased us immensely.
|In the major arroyo west of Tortugas Mountain|
|Much needed shade break|