I discovered yesterday that our Internet at the Lodge has been throttled down by the company. Hence Echo's and my problems posting. So I'm sitting at the lunch counter in a grocery at Kanab using my AirCard. I'm waiting for my truck to get fixed. It was shuddering when I braked or when the road was rough. Beth knows the struggle I sometimes had. It turned out to be the Ball Joints and something else. A $700 bill. Good thing I'm working!. Anyway, last week I took another hike. Sourdough Well sounded neat. Two miles out and two back. I could do that. I thought there might be signs of an an old homestead there.
The walk started across a broad meadow.
The first thing I saw were these weird twisted Aspens. No sign of why they are shaped like that.
Some rocks with lime green lichen, and grey furry lichen. (Aren't you just facinated with all this)
Then some rocks which must be volcanic in origin. These holes are formed by gas bubbles.
The meadow narrowed down into a valley. It was a lovely day. Birds that rarely saw humans were singing and fluttering around.
Finally I saw the sign for Sourdough Well.
What a disapointment!
However there were some sink holes nearby. I'm sure the deer frequent here.
So that was 2 miles, but I was enjoying it and decided to continue a little further on. I found a whole area with fossilised shells and coral. I never cease to be amazed at finding shells at 9000ft. Even though I know the principle behind it.