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Regeneration - De File
Does Collecting Make You Feel Dirty?
We made our first local outing in quite a while today. After a month and a half of either preparing to travel, traveling, or unpacking, it was nice to do something more proximate.

Now that Skylar's older and needs less rest, we can do more taxing things over the weekend. That's been true for months, actually. But the burning of our cool-weather retreat in the Catalinas last June, followed by forced closures of Sabino Canyon, left us uncertain where to go, aside from nearby Pima Canyon. Because that one's too low altitude for summer hiking, however, we needed an alternative. So we braved the Catalina Highway again -- last time we had to turn around halfway up because the road was insane -- and ended up hiking on the Butterfly Trail, which our neighbor Wendy recommended.

We didn't make it to the unburned portions of the trail, since Skylar expended her energy mounting every oblique rock in her path. But we got to see something better: a forest being reborn.

Like the books say, the forest floor has clearly benefited from last year's massive burn. There were plenty of wildflowers:

And adequate camouflage for this horny reptile:

What's more, because the fire went through that area at high speed, many trees are still intact, especially as you head up the spur trail to Mt. Bigelow:

Yes, that's Tucson way down in the valley.

I can't tell you how good it feels to realize that we can once again get away from the heat so easily. It's such a great experience for Skylar too. She had fun noting the changes in landscape as the road climbed the range and found all sorts of little rocks and seed pods to bring with her to school tomorrow for show-and-share.

Mode: tucsophoenician
Muse: Flight of the Bumble Bee - Bob Dylan - The Genuine Basement Tapes Vol.4

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elizabeg From: elizabeg Date: July 19th, 2004 07:42 pm (UTC) (LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)

No horny toads in my neck of the woods but--

Hooray for a regenerating Mt Lemon!

Big Sur stole my breath even more than before--the hiking fantastic, the dirtification of selves fantastic, the toasting of marshmallows and building of tents and the sunsets...

To be blogged shortly. I'm still recovering from the (you guessed it) fantastic--and to be annual--girls weekend. Much laundering today, I think. And I'm waiting for E to upload her photos (yes I might post photos, just not of people).
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