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DEAD HORSE RANCH STATE PARK, ARIZONA |
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The morning air is crisp and dry, the sun is slowly climbing in the sky, and the desert beckons. I accept the challenge of the desert and embark on an 8 mile trail run. I pick a trail that starts at the campground and leads deep into canyon country... away from most traces of civilization. My shadow and I start the run with great anticipation. The trail starts a slow rise into the surrounding hills. At one point, I lose the trail and end up running in one of the many dry creek beds. I pass by an interesting deep canyon and try to imagine a flash flood like they have in this area churning and boiling through the chasm. Before I leave the sights of civilization, I top a hill and look back at the town of Cottonwood. |
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Many people look at the desert and see only barren scrub-land for mile upon endless mile. In reality, life is in evidence everywhere for one who takes the time to look. |
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| To follow is a composite of pictures taken "on the run". |
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As the run wears on, the cool crisp morning turns into a hot dry day, and the going gets tougher. By the time I finally return my shadow and I are pooped and ready to stretch out and take a nap. |
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| And the Lady "Rock-hounder" just keeps plugging away at those rock piles ! |
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