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Pegleg campsite, facing west. |
Returning to “Pegleg”, our old haunt in the southern
Californian desert, is as close to “comin home” as any place that’s not
Vermont. Our Canadian friends Ted
and Carroll & pooch Suzie were instantly out to greet us as we swung the
tin can into a nice spot flanked by them and Mike “The Mechanic” where we spent
the next 7+ weeks. We’ve known
these folks and others here for years now. Bert & Janie arrived in Borrego later as planned with
Adam & Sue, fellow Airstreamers who split their time between Maine &
Boston when not out on the road.
We all had a hoot together.
Chuck & Ann from Michigan Jim & Jane from Ontario, Dick from
Saskatchewan, appeared again, and newcomers Jim & Kendra from Port
Townsend, Washington joined the gang around the campfire.
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Pegleg, facing east from first rise on Coyote
Mtn. We're in lower right corner. |
Nearby Borrego Springs is a small quiet town surrounded by
Anza Borrego State Park, the largest contiguous state park in the continental
US. Camping out in Pegleg is free
but requires a certain degree of independence, as there are no services. We have all the solar power we need and
several water jugs to replenish our tanks so we are self-sufficient and quite
comfortable. Borrego Springs is
one of the first communities to be designated “dark sky” so stargazing is
awesome. The weather here is just
about perfect. There were only 2
very welcome rainy days during our stay. Dan, a friend of Nancy’s from Vermont, came to visit us 2 years ago and hasn’t
left. He’s a true veteran now
having made it thru 2 summers.
Happy hour campfires, beautiful quiet starry nights, evening
card games, sunny days filled with hiking, biking, horseshoes, an almost
acceptable substitute for bocce, and loafing passes time quickly. Throw in a couple of side trips to LA
and Phoenix for medical appointments and suddenly our 7 weeks here are
gone. We are somewhat saddened to
leave but it is time to move on to someplace new. San Diego, here we come.
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Nancy abandoned happy hour to bag this sunset for the record. |
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Taken on morning hike on slope of Coyote Mtn. Orange groves & nursery just outside town. |
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Ted on same hike, he's built at least 50 of these "inukshuks" |
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Nancy hiking a slot canyon. |
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View from just around the bend from Pegleg on a chilly morning. |
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Impressive metal sculptures, including prehistoric animals, raptors, horses, missionaries, 130 in all, are found all over the Borrego Valley. Sculptor is Ricardo Breceda. |
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This Serpent is the largest and most impressive with the last loop of it's tail on the other side of the road. |
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This scorpion awaiting his final resting place, with people & metal grape vine workers gives a sense of scale. He is small compared to the Serpent. |
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One of the grape vine workers in the background of the Scorpion shot. |
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Nature's sculpture: "Eagle Rock" |
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120 foot long rock Rattlesnake just above Pegleg. Had a closeup of head but seems to have disappeared. That'll happen. |
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Petroglyph found on secluded "Indian Hill" hike guided by Chuck |
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Century Plant, Indian Hill hike |
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Adam & Don riding in Coyote Canyon, Bert zooming ahead as usual to get photos. |
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Nancy & Mike on their last set of horseshoes |
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Nancy ends her horseshoe season at Pegleg with a Ringer |
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We haven't seen a Tarantula here before, but caught this guy heading across the desert. |
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Bert contemplates last year's hike up Coyote Mtn, as seen from Rattlesnake Ridge. Pegleg camp is at the left foot of Coyote Mtn. |
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Borrego Sheep, the Park's icon. We surprised, or maybe the other way around, a group of bachelors on a back country hike last year. |
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Newly borns handle the rocky slopes quite handily. |
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Many of ewes are radio-collared for tracking. |
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Howls of the ubiquitous coyote are often heard at night. Cats and small dogs beware. |
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Who's that staring at us from just beyond the campfire glow? |
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Just a little Kit Fox. No wonder we've seen so few Kangaroo Rats this year. |