Early in the day, I run into a herd of bikers where the Trans La Sal Trail shares tread with the Whole Enchalada Bike Trail. They laugh and chatter as I scurry quickly, leaping off the trail as they wizz by. Until I reach the next turn and am back on the empty hiking only trail. After they pass, I realize just how quiet it is up here. Except for the distant call of elk bugling.
|Gently rustling aspen leaves.|
|Place of swirling winds.|
|Silently fluttering field crescent (Phyciodes pulchella)|
I climb as high as I can to watch the sunset. Wind gusts driving me back to the shelter of trees and my hidden hammock in the trees above the elk.
|Peering into redrock country|
|Wandering around on the rock|
Date hiked: September 16-17, 2017