Posts Tagged With: Roskruge Mountains

Long Drive Short Walk II

Posted on April 5, 2024 by lasthouseob1

2024-02-20

We’ve come out to the Rosecuge Mountain’s foothills to explore, a short hike, and a breath of nature. We have found our bearings. I’ve been attempting to get here for years, by hiking, foiled by distance, time and a maze of man-made obstacles, the steep canyon-like washes to appropriate water for cattle.

Two of those stories are here: https://thefreerangenaturist.org/2021/06/09/not-getting-lost-pt-1/

And Also: https://thefreerangenaturist.org/2021/06/13/not-getting-lost-part-2/

After collecting bearings, we are back in the SUV heading through another mile of back-road desert.

I take the tiny road under the double power lines out a bit to line up with the mountain hills. It doesn’t appear to have any closer roads through them. Eventually, I see a place to park and walk into the desert hills.

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Long Drive Short Walk

Posted on March 30, 2024 by lasthouseob1

2024-02-20

DF and I drove out for a short walk, an afternoon’s exploration. I’d been laid up with a neck and back pain and then nearly recovered, when, I immediately contracted probably covid. You know, one of those just passing through viruses. I didn’t want to get up and over do it the first day. On the other hand, I was stir crazy with frustration.

Thirty minutes from town and then a few miles of dirt backroads, the trail began to splinter, getting worse. The 4runner is crawling over piles of rocks, in berms and zig zagging. Pin stripes can be heard forming in the overgrowth, then deep sand. Don’t stop in the deep sand.

Along the way, just across a field up the hill, seven deer are getting up from an afternoon siesta under a palo verde tree. Our loud motor has disturbed the peace and quiet. The odd loud red thing with two beings have disturbed their rest. We’ve stopped and watch as they lumber to feel a safe distance. Nobody actually runs. They just stop look and listen as the truck idles and two naked shutter bugs grapple with the telephoto lens, rolling down the window and working out elbow room, whispering for some senseless reason.

They are big. There is a lot for animals to eat out here in this lush Sonoran foothill desert. The first thing that we had noticed was that the ground is carpeted with a lawn-like green. The Spring bloom is setting up. The abundance of rainy days have encouraged it. Maybe, this year will be another a super bloom.

Big “Slim” a dead saguaro waves as we pass. “Hi Slim.”

Looking a Little Naked, Too

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