A true wanderer never loses their excitement for arriving. Even when, deep down inside, they know they were born to leave.
Last year Hans and Lisa drove down from Prescott to introduce us to a "new dots" hike in the Tortolita Mountains. Bobbie and I enjoyed it so much that we decided a reprise was in order. But oh what a difference a year can make...
|Miraculously, we found a few ocotilla leafing out|
|A desert dying of thirst...|
|Dead and dying along the trail...|
|Trip-toeing through the boulders...instead of "flowers"|
|The Granite Mountian ride|
|"Watch those blind corners," says the dead biker. From the Pemberton ride with Bobbie and Gayle (sorry, I guess I didn't get more pics)|
|A convenient pit stop on the Pemberton, with a fully stocked repair station!!!|
|And then the long ride home...|