But when the desert blooms the close-ups are incomparable. I took the road to Young (not shown on Google maps). It's dirt in places but nothin' yer momma's cadillac would mind -- though some of the switchbacks may be challenging for "longer" vehicles (you know who you are).
The diversity is impressive. Barrels, Spanish Bayonets, Cholla, and a profundence of catclaw which, with its pungent, honeysuckle smell, helps over-ride the aforementioned odour-mettalica. There is a constant hum of bees. That's Eggbert -- with open hatch & turquoise towel -- in the upper left.
No doubt a relative of the pussy-willow (damifiknow), this specimen was sanctuaried in a canyon near Cherry Creek.
Appearing much-like the tasty fruits of other specimens, these too had formidable spines waiting to attach themselves to incautious fingers. Note "greenness" of new growth.
This symmetrical wad was, you could tell, very pleased with itself. And rightfully so, eh?
These were the dominant species...covering the desert (see photo below).
Although it was cloudy, the bluish cast in the distance is from The Mine.
These three were having a great time!!!
And as everyone attests, the sunsets are incomparable.