|Bushwhacking across the desert west of Tortugas|
Following that trail we linked up with the southernmost dirt road, took it toward the mountain, and then trekked along the outer loop road until it intersected with the road to the west. We followed that road until picking up the narrow trail we'd trekked along while bushwhacking.
We were still bushwhacking, heading back, when a guy hiking the long dirt road with his dog waved to us. I waved back. That's when the Heelers saw him and the dog. A tug on his lead convinced Frio right away to ignore the other canine, but Willow was determined to get after it; and, again, I had to nearly drag Willow along beside me for a too-long distance. I have yet to discover a way to get her in line, but I'm working on it diligently.
|Awkward retractable lead situation|
|Looking south toward Bishop Cap|
|What does Mr. Frio see?|
|Vast expanse of Chihuahuan Desert|
|This and the next: Wild Rhubarb|
|This and the next: Ocotillo greening out|
|This and the next 6: I've never seen so much Wild Rhubarb|
|Torrey Yucca starting to bloom west of the mountain|