Leaving Safford late in the day, I was casting about for a road with an eastward inclination; I chose highway 191 to Three Way.
It was busier than anticipated and with everyone buzzing along in the end-of-the-day eagerness to get wherever, when the sign for the Black Hills Backcountry Byway went by I made a U-eee.
This 29-mile-segment provides some respite from 191. There're some nifty rock outcrops, scads of prickly-pear cactus and minimal traffic.
At the river, the Gila, I believe, the Olde Safford Bridge and its associated plaque give cause for pause.
Once over the ridge the view is dominated by someone flouting (and flaunting) their disdain for the Leave-No-Trace (LNT) admonition with a "splendid" mine. (You know whoever came up with LNT had to have been from the same kindergarten of marketing as Mrs. Bush. ("Just Say No" campaign.)
Camp was in the company of this venerable ponderosa....
and the moon.
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