We drove the Railroad Canyon Road out to its end, and then hiked up Marcus Wash. It was a lovely trail, spotted with burgeoning wildflowers and a few blooming cacti. We took an offshoot wash up and away from the main trail, and hiked over tall peaks and down the wild burro trails that criss-cross many of the hills and mountains here, back down into the wash for our return trip to the jeep.
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Me, before coffee |
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Darell, channeling his inner feral donkey |
Some wildflowers and cactus blooms:
And after all the wild burro droppings we'd seen and stepped around, and all the distant braying that proved the beasts existed, we finally saw one way up on a mountain - he fades right into the background, so he was very hard to photograph...almost like a "Where's Waldo" picture - can you see him?
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