OK I will no longer almost apologize for above condition here in Sedona area as perhaps you reader might be in more unfavorable conditions.
Whatever will be, will be. que sera, sera. Doris Day song.
Been hanging with Doug and Leia up in W Sedona either riding with Doug or hiking with one or both to walk their dog. Doug shows me social trails he has found out in Ridge area. Faint trails encroached by cat claw etc. Should you have experience with cat claw that’s what we kept unattached to our clothing or exposed skin. Removing the attached claw(s) might claw the rescuing hand. This hike is on FS land that the city has developed right to boundary. It’s wild right at the end of the street. I don’t carry my camera on these hikes. Means carrying a bigger pack.
Today Doug chose Lime Kiln trail near 525 rd. Years ago I used to sleep on Deer Pass rd until FS prohibited camping. Full on exposed desert basalt rubble. Cattle being grazed eating what? Nothing green. We encountered a small herd other the other side of a fence line. However, there 3 bulls on our side and each took notice of us. One had like a short long horn and the other was missing appeared to be aggressive, could have been Swift, the dog, as in my past I have never experienced that bull behavior. The trail was maybe 75′ off the fence line the bulls on our side. We detoured around on a 4X4 rd. Further on we stared down a bull on our side, rest on the other side. This time we would have had to walk off trail that was not acceptable. We used it as turn around. On the way back we stayed on the trail that put us in closer contact with those 3 bulls, same one appearing aggressive. We off trail scampered down a short slope over loose basalt rocks to distance ourselves from that 1 horned monster. We had no weapons for protection even rocks or clubs would have little influence to persuade bull should take his business elsewhere.
Laundry day today.
Yesterday morning the propane gauge read feed me quickly. I planned on ACE in Sedona as they always have fuel and pumpers. I drove by the gas station in VOC because the attendant I count on was not scheduled that day. Rolled into ACE lot to see propane gate shut. WTF? Learned pump is waiting for a replacement part with no scheduled date for back to running. I called the VOC station learning store had 1 person on but nobody to pump. Call after 2 when shift change. I called just after 2, still short shifted. Called ACE, pump still broke. Called Tractor Supply in Cottonwood, yes we are pumping. Round trip to Cottonwood.
I stopped at Cultural Park to do dinner thing. As I started cleanup I heard my name called from outside. Voice said its’ Dangerous Dave. Long time legendary local mountain biker whom I had ridden with in the past. I invited him inside warmth then visited for time. Harkening back to collective old times.
Sunday Doug drove down here to join me in a ride. I needed him for me to ride myself. Less snow fell down here then melted faster than higher Sedona. We rode from outlet mall entering forest at Bell Rock. Rode route I usually do, seems no social trails here. I partially made the “Llama problem” . Beautiful day:
Hiked today for 2 hours, my shoulder is protesting loudly. I have been kidding myself about putting off repair.
At VOC with 5 bars, Beaverhead has ghost 2 bar. Time has come to close this then head to slow land.