|Photos by Mark Hengesbaugh 7/7/2014|
So I’m hiking down the steepest, narrowest part of Blackett’s Ridge this morning (7/7/2014) when find a Desert Tortoise coming up the trail. He’s heroically climbing rock steps that are taller than he is long. Steely determination in his eye. Then next to me, a movement. I look down to find a second Desert Tortoise near my foot also watching Hercules the Climber. Is she batting her eyelashes at him?
Awkward moment for hiker. But I grab my camera, she slinks into her stone boudoir, he scoots down the way he came up.
Anne says: Remember, never pick up a Desert Tortoise! Not even for love.