Not Much of a Hump Day

Part of the city of Las Cruces

Not much of note happened on our hike this morning.  It's still pretty hot out there; we're headed for a high of 92 F.  Early on we encountered another trekker--a middle-aged woman we see fairly often.  She's very pleasant, and always says, "Good morning."  Once we reached the high foothills we were overtaken by a young jogger named Daniel, who we've talked to a time or two before.  When I say "we've talked to" I really mean me.  Becca's pretty noncommittal most of the time.

Trail west

Still heading west

Roller coaster ride

Distant water tower (center)

The tortoise

Break time

Where to find water in the desert

Road back in

Yellowing leaves of an Ocotillo