Fry Day

Actually, there was no frying at all this morning as the temperature was quite pleasant--some might even say a little cool.  The Beckster and I didn't mind as we did a long hike on Tortugas's west side.  As we were almost back at the trail head we ran into Jimmy, who was in a good mood.  He was just starting out on his hike, and he seemed especially happy about all the Ocotillos in bloom.