Getting Progressively Colder

Looking back at the way we just came

It didn't feel too bad when Becca and I set off this morning, even though the local meteorologist said the windchill was 21 degrees.  But there didn't seem to be much wind on the mountain.  Later, however, when I went to Target and Albertson's to do some shopping, I nearly froze my butt off.  When I came out later it was even colder.  Now the wind is blowing at its strongest, and I'm getting ready to take Becca for an afternoon ride.  Brrr.

A little bushwhacking?

Long shot across the desert

One way back into the foothills

Three views of the same Cactus Wren