Monday evening. I’m at the Buenos Aires National Wildlife Sanctuary, about 30 miles south of Three Points. Maybe 50 miles from home. I drove over this morning after a leisurely pack out of from Darby Wells, I stopped at the Coyote Howls (East) RV park to dump my holding tanks. $10. I left a couple of bags of trash as a tip.
Then to Sells, and my old stomping grounds: Basha's. This time I swallowed my shame and sneaked in one picture of the juxtaposition of English and Tohono o’Oodam names for supermarket departments. And a hopeful rez dog!
Then over here: a whole day of two-lane blacktop, in some cases as I got closer to here, 1 1/2 lane blacktop.
I’d been here for about 15 minutes when I fell in love with the place: Big, empty grasslands and scrub, with the possibility of antelope thrown in. Silent, except for the wind which only died down at sunset. No one in sight. I expect the stars will out-do themselves tonight. It’ll be cold: High 30’s. I have a winter grade sleeping bag, and the catalytic heater will take the chill off in the morning. Tuesday will be even cooler: 32 that night!
Here’s a few images from this afternoon.
The distinctive mountain is Boboquivari, the sacred Mountain for the Tohono o'Oodam |
I have no plans for tomorrow. As it should be. I’ll be home sometime Wednesday.
The coyotes just started up!
The coyotes just started up!
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