Sun just about to break over the mountain |
I perspired a bit out there this morning, and I had to mop my brow repeatedly to keep sweat from running into my eyes; there's nothing quite as painful as salty perspiration in your eyeballs (if you've ever experienced that unpleasant sensation).
The parking lot was full as we headed back, and I had the feeling some kind of planned activity was going on out there; the several teenage runners who passed us on the final leg of our trek seemed to confirm my suspicions.
Just west of Tortugas |
Trail along the arroyo |
Ocotillos/sky/clouds |
More than a dozen |
Careful how you grab that thing |
Slope of the mountain |
Bushwhacking point |
Couldn't get a clear shot of the cottontail |
Stinkeye from a Loggerhead Shrike |
How to tell when a Loggerhead Shrike disapproves of you |
Check out that weapon |
Leaving the trail behind |
Tintype of Billy the Kid's shadow on a yucca |
I hear coyotes |
Franklin Mountains in the distance |
Big old Torrey Yucca |
View through the yucca |
Another shade break (in my shadow) |
1 comment:
That beak on the Loggerhead Shrike looks awfully sharp. Neat photos, Packrat.
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