Saturday, April 28, 2012 - Caballo Lake State Park, Caballo NM
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Rio Grande Riverside Camp, Caballo Lake State Park, Caballo NM, April 24, 2012
Boondocking by the river
Thought I'd throw in a picture that'll give you a hint of the lay of the land here by the river and my relationship to the cliffs across the river where the Great Horned Owls and bees hang out. The cliff isn't as close to the river as it looks. There's a dirt road between the river and the cliff which puts those owls frustratingly far from my viewfinder.
So far neither the weather nor the owls have cooperated to give me another decent shot at them. It was in the 90s most of the week and the uncharacteristic highs mixed at various times with high winds (and a dust storm) and clouds have dampened my enthusiasm and the birds haven't been hanging out on the cliff before sundown either. But I keep watching and hoping.
Night camp
Riverside - Caballo Lake State Park, Caballo NM
- Verizon cell phone and broadband service - fair signal if a bit slow
- Go to Caballo Lake State Park website
- Locate Caballo Lake State Park on my Night Camps map
- Check the weather here
They do not Intrude on Each Other
The San Francisco Mountain lies in northern Arizona, above Flagstaff, and its blue slopes and snowy summit entice the eye for a hundred miles across the desert. About its base lie the pine forests of the Navajos, where the great red-trunked trees live out their peaceful centuries in that sparkling air. The pinons and scrub begin only where the forest ends, where the country breaks into open, stony clearings and the surface of the earth cracks into deep canyons. The great pines stand at a considerable distance from each other. Each tree grows alone, murmurs alone, thinks alone. They do not intrude on each other. ...
The Song of the Lark, Willa Cather, p265, Houghton Mifflin Co paperback edition 1987