A Continuing Series
06-05-2015
Occasionally, I write about my experiences on my stealth trail in the desert out my doorway:
Occasionally, I write about my experiences on my stealth trail in the desert out my doorway:
It was the first good Sunday in a while. We were committed to making the most of our opportunity. We gathered some clothing, thinking that it could turn cold with just a change in the wind.
We drove up to the trailhead and began the ascent up the jeep trail into the Tortolita Hills. My plan had been to run up the hill. Having been laid up with sciatica from a back injury three months back, it had just started to feel mostly well. I am determined to get well and in hiking form. Spring is on its way and I have missed these forays into nature, deeply. We soon realize that we are getting a tad winded at even a slower pace. We are out of shape. We trudge on, slowly, feeling more invigorated just by the spirit of this exercise of naturism.
Remember to click the pics that don’t show the pics at first. There lies some of the best of the stuff.
We get up early Saturday morning to go car camping. The “big top” tent, the air mattress, the cooler, wool rug, candles, chairs, etc., all for camping in luxury. The destination is upstream from Chebo Falls, again. The previous story is here: https://thefreerangenaturist.org/2017/01/21/chebo-falls-journey-part-i-a-trip-report/
Part II is here: https://thefreerangenaturist.org/2017/01/29/chebo-falls-journey-part-ii-a-trip-report/
The immediate goal is to get to that huge canopy of a tree before someone else does. It had rained thunder and lightning hard up there, the night before. There would likely be no one camping already. The next goal is to visit the 80 foot waterfall. I haven’t seen it in 30 years. There have been monsoon rains, so the water should be flowing strong. This is exciting to us.