Cierra and I hiked in Morgan City Wash.
This has long been one of our favorite places to go. It's quiet, I rarely see another soul there, there is water along most of the hike for Cierra and there are endless birds, dragonflies, butterflies and other wild animals.
There was a time when the park Ranger could do a little maintenance work on the existing trail, and allow Boy Scouts to help maintain the trails. They did a great job of keeping the trail passable while leaving the natural fun - such as climbing over or ducking under natures obstacles along the trail.
The powers that be have put a stop to this, and it's truly a shame. The wooden steps and decks the Boy Scouts put in are gone and the trail is completely overgrown.
On our return hike, Cierra and I did battle with cholla. I had to carry her for a while until I had a clear space where we could sit and remove the cholla balls and stickers. At times like that, I am glad she is a petite 50 pounds. We have enough experience with cactus stickers that she trusts I'll handle it and she doesn't panic.
|Flowers and butterflies.|
|The leaves are still green, Fall has not arrived here yet.|
|Cierra and I.|
|This was where I decided I could go no further. Two of the deepest pools of water are just beyond this tangle of trees and bushes. I did cross paths with another hiker (or, birder), he came from the opposite direction, so I know with enough motivation, this IS passable.|
|My little trail blazer. |
|Over or under, she's just the right height to do either.|
|I'm not sure what these are called, sometimes they are white.|
|One of many water crossings. |
|Little miss muddy paws.|
|A tight squeeze to pass through. |
|Under the tree.|
|Views along the trail.|
|Cierra is nibbling grass while I have my snack.|
|Another tight squeeze. |
|Cierra found a tin can partially buried in the brush and it startled her, silly girl.|
|Under the big trees. |
|Navigating my way when there doesn't seem to be a way.|
|Water for the pup to cool off in.|
|Entering the riparian area. |
|As we hiked through the wash, Cierra would gravitate toward the shade.|
|"What? We're not going this way? My bad."|
|Morgan City Wash.|
|The end of the hike uphill trek to the truck.|
|Lovely day for a hike. |
|I saw this children's book at the visitors center at Lake Pleasant. The illustrations were cute. |
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