Page 2:Bees, bugs, goats...
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The cliffs in the background are actually on the other side of the Rio, in Mexico. |
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| Yup, they gots plenty o' cacti... |
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...with a few red interspersed with the more common green. |
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| This is on the 20 mile dirt road we had to take to our campsite at Johnson's Ranch The bikes ended up going unused, as it was just too damn hot to do anything too active. |
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It's a lot hillier than it looks in the pictures. |
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| God bless four wheel drive. At least I finally had a good reason to have it that didn't involve a Wisconsin winter. Although we did see even minivans on the back roads, so we probably would have been all right without. |
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The futility of fighting nature. By this point of the trip, I'd resorted to covering my left car window with a shirt, to protect my burned skin. I can't imagine how hot this place would be in the summer. |
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| There were some big-ass bees down there. |
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Texas does seem to have bigger bugs. |
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| This was a bit frightening to see as we're driving to one of our campsites. TNRCC? Texas Nuclear Regulatory Commission Crap? |
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A reader has informed me that it stands for Texas Natural Resource Conservation Commission, and as a Type I landfill, it's used for municipal waste. So, not likely radioactive, but still an eyesore. And why in the sam hell is it in my national park? |
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| Though it was bone dry there, we could see lots of plants that were just about ready to explode with blooms. |
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I'm sure with a little water the place would be bursting with color. |
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| Dry does not mean without lots of critters. |
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A Mexican's herd of goats inside Boquillas Canyon, on the far eastern side of the park, as the river flows out of the park. |
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| A grave I recall being beside Old Ore Road, a very rough dirt road that used to provide the only access to the area. |
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These holes in the rock, right on the banks of the Rio as it curves into Boquillas Canyon, were used thousands of years ago by the native folk to grind their grains. Each time they were used, they would deepen by a little bit. |
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| The river creates a wide swath of green cutting through the brown Chihuahuan Desert. |
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