The Twins & Mt Wrightson Camp

The Tubac Market used to offer some exotic foods. It's now 3/4 a wine store. But they have Rainbow Eggs (multi-colored), from Rio Rico, a nearby community.

In the parking lot....

Not a speck of dust. A detailer I met on the Moki Dugway (on his way to visit family from a film-shoot where they'd flown everyone in from Hollywood) told me it doesn't matter what kind of car you drive in California, it matters how shiney it is.

I like to think Phoebe's smaller dimensions enable us to squeak through those places her twin here couldn't.

There's room out here though....

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Mt. Wrightson Wilderness

It irks me that they allow cattle grazing in wilderness. I throw rocks at 'em tuh keep 'em from leaving their shit near camp. As you know, where there's shit, there're flies...or soon will be.
It's a magnificent view! The road ends at a trailhead where in addition to hikers and mountain bikes, dogs are welcome. There's a lot of traffic.

But I've been getting "revenge" by flagging down the homeward-bound and proselytizing for Western Watersheds Project. I've been surprised by how many have been receptive. Hopefully, they'll send money.

This Spring Chicken (ocotillo) is starting to fluff out (put on leaves) ahead of all the others. But the tall folk are gearing up; they're startin' tuh put on buds.

You can see Whipple Observatory on the peak near Phoebe's upper right edge. I think that's Pete Mountain that the upper "bit" of the ocotillo is lying acrosst.

Whipple has an interesting history. It seems Fred Lawrence Whipple (died 2004, age 97) thought, sometime in the 1930s, the Smithsonian really needed a bona-fide astronomical installation i.e., a telescope. He apparently had the connections. But you may wanna research it further. The foregoing was from memory...a fastly-failing resource.