Woke up around 4 o'clock to turn the heat on in the WL, but before going back to sleep, I did a few brain games. I seem to do okay early in the mornings. Went back to sleep and didn't get out of bed till 8:30.
Opened the door to a beautiful morning. Yuma and I sat outside and I enjoyed my morning coffee. I wanted to submit at least one of my towing claims this morning, so got on that. Not going to go deep into my attempts, but needless to say after several calls, I still don't have any idea of what I need to do. I will call my State Farm agent Monday morning and hopefully get this finally taken care of. If you seem to remember me doing this in the beginning of this fiasco only to get pushed off to someone else, you are right.
Received a text this morning from Dolly that my son, Steve went down to Nashville with his running team to attend a half marathon. They do this every year. Steve did fantastic! Number one in his age group, he received the title of Grand Master! Congratulations, Steve!
At 11:30, Yuma and I couldn't stand sitting around the rig any longer with so many beautiful mountains around us, so we hopped in the Jeep and headed up the Apache Trail. We wandered around, first going to the BLM land I have stayed at in previous years. The road into the area is atrocious! Much too bad for the WL plus, it was crowded with small RV vehicles, cars, trucks and you name it.
We then just started wandering roads again till we found one of many hiking entrances to the Goldfield Mountains. I had forgotten just how beautiful the Apache Junction area is.
Yuma and I did a two mile hike into the mountains and I could not stop taking pictures. I just wish the pictures would give justice to just how beautiful the area is, but they don't. With all the rain, the mountains are especially green. It was so quiet, except for the occasional sound of a Cactus Wren. Yuma just loves running the trails sniffing everything around him.
The snow covered Four Peaks. From my angle I only see three of the peaks. Absolutely gorgeous! Bulldog Mine at the base of the Goldfield Mountains
|Looking back at the Superstitions. The trail is nice and used by both hikers and horses.|
|We came across a deep wash and followed it|
|Hikes don't get any better than this! This is where we turned around.|