Any Given Saturday

Frio and Willow

Heelers were feisty again this morning, but not as bad as yesterday.  Today, on several different occasions, they acted as if we were on the brink of encountering something big, but I never saw nor heard anything.  Since my olfactory sense isn't nearly as well developed as theirs it goes without saying that I didn't smell anything.

We did our normal trek down LDR-A arroyo, right on the east/west cross trail, up the left branch of the new arroyo, down the middle branch, and then up the right branch and out on the steep hill next to the upper flatland road.

By the time we reached the CR-V for the drive home, both Willow and Frio had settled down significantly.

Soaptree Yucca and the mountains

This & next:  Roadrunner in an Ocotillo

Prickly Pear

Willow and Frio at rest

Different types  of Prickly Pear at the base of a hill

Prickly Pear

Long view down the arroyo we came up

This & next 2:  Black-throated Sparrow

Right Branch Arroyo

The way out of Right Branch Arroyo

Prickly Pear trying to block the trail