The yellow flowered Brittlebush, in bloom for many weeks, still going strong. Another front arrived and dropped our day time highs by 20 degrees, into the low 70's:) High winds with gusts in the 30's took me off the bike and on to the trail.
I made a last minute decision to join a small group of 8 and depart from the Sabino Canyon visitor center and head to 7 Falls. I expected a slow pace and was good with it but what I did not expect was numerous regroupings that included extended story telling so with my patience exhausted....
….I left the group behind. Reaching the top of the only climb, I looked down canyon and the abundance of wind blown dust obscures the magnificent mountain ranges, both distant and near-by.
The spectacular falls, all 7 of them. The confined space of the canyon caused the wind speed to pick up and my hat was blown from my head and deposited into a pool. Having a hiking pole, I extended it to its full length and was able to pluck the hat from the water.
I climbed above this falls and.....
….looked down as a duck flew in, glided to the shore and approached this group of women. I climbed out of the canyon, exchanged pleasantries with the incoming group and finished with 7 miles. I was able to hop on a bus that arrives at the Bear Canyon trail head every 30 minutes and saved a 2 mile walk. Well, back to the bike.