Us three. Ned, 85, Ron, 81, and Yours Truly, 73, the squirt.
Rock wall with inlaid stones.
More inlaid stones.
Rock wall with little barrel cactus clinging to the side.
Tortured rock layers in Titus Canyon.
At Teakettle Junction, on the way to the RaceTrack.
Trails of moving rocks.

A rock that moved.


We had to leave early, because that winter storm that hit CA. was on the way. We then went to Angels Camp to visit Ron, and it rained for 4 days. He got 7 inches at his home. We then headed back to Bagdad, AZ, before my car got stranded on the wrong side of a mountain wash gully. After I left Ned's place, it rained 3 inches in the desert, and washed out his road. I stayed in Cedar City, UT, and woke up to 4 inches of snow. There was 4 inches of snow when I got home.
A rock that moved.
Until next years trip. But boat show will be coming this summer.