Monday, January 11, 2016
As I was drinking my coffee this morning around 7:30, I could hear a helicopter, so I went outside to see where it was. It was hovering on Black Mountain near the large buldge on the left side of the top of the mountain. (See photo below). I wonder what they were looking for.
After breakfast and after the coolness of the morning had worn off, Yuma and I headed out for a walk. My plans were for just a short walk, so I didn’t wear my boots or take any water with me.
As we hiked south toward Black Mountain and as we passed the large wash and slowly climbed upward, I couldn’t stop from moving on. I knew I couldn’t reach the top, but I knew I could make it to the lower ridge, so off we went, Yuma leading the way. It is a big mountain. We made it to the hill on the left side where the red “here” is.
I think Yuma has learned about Cholla cactus, because he didn’t get stuck once; unlike me. I fell several times climbing up the hill. Old age has done a number on my balance.
On one fall, I went to wipe off my backside and grabbed onto a large ball of cactus. You can see from the photo above how large those thorns are. My first reaction was to grab it and pull it off. That was a mistake. I just got my other hand stuck. Slowly, I found a few thorns, I could grab onto and pulled it off. Luckily, all the barbs came off with it and I was as good as new.
Took a photo of our camp far below.
Took a few photos of the scenery around me.
On my way back down, I got the following photo of the mountains to the west at ground level.
For the remainder of the day, I rested my feet. It is going to take some time for me to build up the strength for long hikes uphill.
We finally had a pretty sunset this evening.
See you later.