|12-18-2010, 02:28 PM||#11|
Joined: Jan 2005
Location: On a set of 50,000 mile tires.
There is a great little trail from the cabin that comes out in Oriental Wash.
Down to the main road.
Taking my time today.
Into the park.
Heading up the road to Last Chance Spring.
There was a cabin here that burned in 1990 I think.
I hiked up to the mine.
I found the original road. If a mine starts to pay they have the extra cash to put in a better road.
There was a nice grassy area fenced off where they kept the livestock.
I hiked overland towards the spring.
I figured these were bobcat tracks...
I spotted the spring and while crossing another draw I found the mountain lion tracks...those were cub tracks, not bobcat. Please, don't eat me...I'll go now.
I had to go past the springs to get to the bike.
Gulp...tracks where there weren't any just ten minutes ago, they had circled back around me.
Let's get outta here!!
Be sure the safest rule is that we should not dare to live in any scene in which we dare not die. ~Lewis Carroll~
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