Another Errand Day

A mountain biker tackles a steep single-track trail

Becca and I took a moderately-long hike this morning west of the Tortoise.  It was hot out there, with no wind or breeze.  Funny how at times I'll be cursing the wind; yet at others I'm begging for even a little breeze to dispel temporarily the oppressive heat.  We bumped into Jimmy on our way back and stood chatting with him for a few minutes before parting ways.

West into the desert

On the road heading south

White-winged Doves

Headed east back to the mountain

A happy girl

Victory

Skimpy shade