This is where I would hope to see Bighorn sheep if there were any in this area.
At one overlook we had a fine view of several eleven and twelve thousand foot mountains. If only the camera could capture the beauty I saw and the mosaics created by the different areas of trees below.
At one point I stopped in the road to catch a better glimpse of these antelope. Leon is really learning to ignore the scenery and look in the rear view mirror when I am driving. I appreciate his warnings of approaching cars.
I wondered what this little structure that looks like an old double car garage built out of stones in the side of the mountain was. I may never know but i envision a Basque sheep herder living here while he tends his flock.
This van also breaks for wildflowers. The forest was thick with blooming blue lupins and I enjoyed them to the fullest.
When we arrived back in Buffalo the thermometer had gone in the wrong direction but it didn't feel all that hot to me; I had a town to explore.
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