| Coyote scat replete with Prickly Pears and seeds |
| Ocotillos on Tortugas's west slope |
| Light and shadow |
| Plying our way up the mountain trail |
| Robust Ocotillos in the high foothills |
| We heard this powered paraglider long before we saw him |
| I waved to him, but I couldn't tell if he saw Becca and me |
| He began to turn slightly away from the mountain (perhaps due to thermals) |
| He was definitely heading around the mountain, though |
| The arrow points to the paraglider |
| You can still see the aircraft at top center |
| A born aviator: Pyrrhuloxia |
| Pyrrhuloxia (aka "Desert Cardinal") |
1 comment:
I hope neither you nor Becca takes up paragliding.
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