Last year while here in Anza Borrego, I was on an errand and discovered a road we had yet to travel. I found that it leads to the Borrego landfill. Wonderful.
But, right before I reached the landfill, I parked and took a hike there in the desert - away from the landfill. I discovered the Borrego Wash. It was deep and wide. It traveled as far as I could see. I wanted to explore it, but decided to wait since I did not have water with me.
Thursday, we were trying to decide where our hike was going to be and John remembered my talking about this wash.
The Borrego Wash became our destination for the day. We arrived at the wash. I parked the Miata where I parked it last year. There was not a cloud in the sky and the sun was hot! Off we went with our plentiful water supply for John, Oliver, Oliver and myself.
This wash is as wide as a two lane highway and, in places, as deep as many underpasses. Oliver and I led the way with Olivia and John bringing up the rear.
John walks much slower than I. I walk ahead then walk back to him. We chat as we walk then I walk ahead again. We repeat this walking style wherever we go. He gets his exercise and I get mine.
Trees and Creosote bushes are determined to survive in this harsh environment.
Look at how far this root goes to find a water source. Water has exposed the root at some time, then it disappears into the floor of the wash.
Rodents make their way into the sides of the wash.
We were carefully watching for any signs of rattlesnakes. Luckily, we found none.
You can see the footprints of Oliver next to the root system. He and Olivia were beginning to show signs of being too hot. I felt the temperature of the sand and it seemed to be cool enough. We did not want them to burn the pads of their paws.
John would sit and rest a bit, then we would continue on our hike.
We stopped for water often. I did not bring a water bowl for the fur kids assuming Oliver would drink from the lid of their water bottle since he was frightened by the lick / drip method that Olivia uses.
Oliver seems to think that the bottle is going to attack him! He would not drink from John's cupped hands either.
This bottle is great for dogs that are not frightened by it.
We had been walking quite a long time and finally decided that we did not want a dehydrated dog, so we turned back toward the road and car. When I checked how long we had been walking, I was surprised to see that we had been in the wash for two hours. That was long enough for John .... and too long for Oliver.
End of day two of John's building strength program. Day three, he needed to rest. And rest he did.
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