I took Karen here for a couple outings this weekend.
I thought it might be time to wring out a .44 in preparation for getting into Moose country again. So a range session on Friday, and a hike Sunday.
Up into the hills we went.
There are some beautiful rock formations in this area.
More than a few Barrel Cacti were in bloom.
This area has been frequented by Deer and at least one Black Bear during the colder months.
But despite practicing my still hunting techniques with slow soft footsteps, keeping the wind in my face as much as possible, and scanning ahead with binoculars, I found no Deer or Bear. And no fresh sign either. I guess they're elsewhere right now.
The only notable sign was likely rather old, but a Deer bed this size and hidden behind stands of trees covering 180 degrees down slope, will probably be used again.
There's a mine on the way up.
It goes almost straight back for around 33 yards to a creepy looking doll sitting at a dead end.
Maybe it only seems creepy in this context.