Low Water Pressure

Old railroad trestle across the creek

Dr. K, Becca and I hit the Bridal Veil Falls Trail at about 8:55 a.m. when nobody else was around.  We made it almost all the way to the falls before we ran into a woman and a young man hiking the opposite way.  Due to our continued drought it was quite dismaying to see how little water was falling over the cliff; it couldn't be called a "trickle," but it looked pretty pathetic.  We spent about 2 1/2 hours trekking and photographing, and during that entire time we ran into only 8 people--not bad for a Saturday morning.

Footbridge across the same creek

Horsing around with an image

Do-dee-do-do

Trestle

Looking at the trestle from the far side

White Sands in shadow

Down the Bridal Veil Falls Trail

Further along the BVFT

Juniper country 1

Juniper country 2

It's called "Allthorn" because, well, it's all thorn

Crazy clouds

Way ahead of the pack

I wanted to try the image in color and . . .

. . . black-and-white

So I did it again (color, naturally)

B&W

Contrail and its shadow

The sun was in and out all hike long

Some hilly, mountainous territory

Loving the clouds

Whatever it is it grows close to the ground

Striking a pose

A tall, Soaptree Yucca

We've been told it's an apricot tree

Apricot flowers?

Bridal Veil Falls

Who's in the ramada?

Why it's Dr. K and Becca

More Apricot flowers

Riparian woodland

Dry creek bed

Becca and me next to a normal-size Cholla

Becca and me beside a Tree Cholla

White Sands in sunlight

Didn't get a good shot of this daring young man in his flying machine