Next camp was at the Kelso Sand Dunes.
There's nothing to see in sand dunes except evidence of the comings and goings of the locals.
A Pinacate beetle, otherwise known as a stinkbug.
A mouse.
A Kangaroo Rat. They drag their long tail.
At one time I would have climbed this dune, but these days the idea of sand-filled shoes don't appeal to me. This dune is over 600 feet high. That may not seem like much but when your slogging through soft sand slipping back a foot for every two feet gained, well you get the idea.
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A scout is lost on you seeing all those determinated animal tracks.
You are a real tracker to determine all those animals. I can imagine you did't want to climb that sand hill, we are all getting older....
Yeah, I'd stay off the dune. Great photos.
I'm with you on hiking up that dune.
The older I get , the less I have the oomph to do such things.
I'm with you on hiking up that dune.
The older I get , the less I have the oomph to do such things.
pretty neat.
Neat to see, but I'm with you...who wants sand in their shoes..not to mention the exertion it would take to climb the hill. I prefer to sit and stare at nature.
Having slogged my way through some of our little seaside dunes I can well imagine that 600 ft dunes would soon lose their appeal. The tracks are interesting though, so maybe looking for them would keep me going (for a little while).
I so love that first shot..
We climbed this dune once upon a time.
We climbed this dune once upon a time.
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