Much Better Morn

Becca about to bushwhack

The temperature was about the same (mid-60s) as yesterday when Becca and I set off this morning, but there was something of distinction missing:  the humidity.  Also there was a stiff breeze to help keep things comfortable; and comfortable it felt, even in the sun.

There were a few more outdoor enthusiasts on and about the mountain today, although we ran into only one jogger during our trek--not surprising since we bushwhacked quite a distance from any maintained trail.  Oddly, though, we didn't even hear any voices of people west of the mountain.  Just as well because Becca and I enjoy our solitude.

I think we're supposed to reach 100F tomorrow, perhaps only the second time we've hit the century mark so far this summer.  I'd just as soon avoid it for the rest of the hot season; that's if I had my druthers.

A little early for Barrel Cactus buds

But there they are

Billy the Kid with a yucca growing out of his head

Cowboy with gun and short chaps

Enjoying a sojourn in the shade

Geriatric yucca

Looking down on a happy pup

This and the next:  Franklin Mountains near El Paso

Soaptree Yuccas in the sand

To the mountaintop

More bushwhacking for Becca

Ocotillos

Shadow more sinister than stick

The peas of James Rushpea

Nipple Beehive Cactus blooming again

West side of Tortugas

Sun through an Ocotillo

Computer-enhanced Ash-throated Flycatcher