It’s a lovely sunny day, but not a hot day. We need some real warmth, so we climb into the car and head inland search of hot desert air.Along the way we come across a former Duluth resident selling avocados along the road.
And, of course, we have to stop at Dudley’s, where our host insists on buying four loaves of date-raisin-nut bread even though he has spent the last hour explaining that it isn’t as good as he remembers from his youth! (Dudley’s is a California bakery equivalent of Tobies here in Minnesota.)
Our plans for the afternoon include a hike to Palm Canyon, but we start off knowing there may not be enough daylight left to get all the way to the palm grove and back again.
There are even a few bighorn sheep, although they are very hard to spot among the big white rocks that dot the hillsides. Actually, I’m completely unable to spot them until they move, at which point they all turn (there are a half dozen of them scattered along the ridgeline) and head away from me. The best view I get is of a bunch of quickly receding white rumps! (Can you spot them?)
By now we know that continuing all the way to the palms means finishing our return trip in the dark. While I do have a tiny flashlight attached to my bag, it wouldn’t be a lot of fun scrambling over the rocks in the dark.
Maybe it is time to look for a good vantage point and turn around there.