Shorter Trek

Up high

Errand day around the hacienda necessitated an abbreviated hike this morning; but it was still long enough to satisfy Becca's need for extended outdoor activity.  We were fortunate that we went early enough to miss the brunt of the ugly winds which are now battering our section of the desert.  We ran into one mountain biker who was cycling with his dog, Grace, an Australian Shepherd/Poodle mix that was reluctant to run by us while we stood at the side of the trail.  The man told me she was a shelter dog who was a bit shy.  With gentle coaxing from him, however, she managed to get past us with no problem.

Heading down that long trail into the lower desert

Mesquite Trees in a deep gorge

Pale Evening Primrose

On the road again here . . .

. . . and here

Flycatcher or woodpecker?

Headed back into the high foothills

One way up the mountain