|Smoky in the desert this morning|
Smoke wasn't the only problem, though; the sun beat down relentlessly, and the temperature was soaring. Fortunately for Willow, Frio and me an obligingly large cloud floated over old Sol blocking the rays for two-thirds of our trek up to Second Arroyo and back.
Unfortunately the sun reappeared just as we started up LDR for the upper flatland. By the time we reached our vehicle all involved were sweating, Heelers from their paws, me from my face.
|This & the next: cloud that made 2/3 of our hike bearable|
|This & the next: Frio and Willow|
|Thank you, cloud|