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| Pinnacle Peak, our goal for the day. |
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| One very expressive saguaro cactus. What's he trying to say? |
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| Mary and the guys heading upward. |
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| Rock climbing, anyone? |
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| The rocks along the trail had great character. Here is the smiling cartoon rock. |
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| Plenty of great views along the trail. |
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| In every direction. |
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| But there are also matters closer at hand. No, do not touch! |
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| Teddy Bear? Really? Do Teddy Bears shred you if you hug them? |
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| And don't try to smell them. |
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| And never, ever sit on any kind of cactus! |
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| The top of the jowly rock's face obscures part of the distant trail. That's his foot on the right. Obviously, he is climbing instead of taking the trail. Rock climbing? |
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| Invasive species, like golf courses, are plain to see from high above the valley floor. |
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| More invasiveness. Looks like about 7000 square feet worth. |
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| The baby's head emerges from the crawling troll's backpack. Perhaps the thin air had some effect on my perceptual process. |
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| This one looks like a big rock. |
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| Mary leads the old guys back to the car. |
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| They kept up for awhile. |
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| But not for long. |
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| Where'd she go? |
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| Lovely buds. The stem? Not so much. |
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| Many of the saguaro cacti were blooming. |
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| Like this... |
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| ...and this! |
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| The flowers were well protected on this barrel cactus. |
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| But nonetheless beautiful for their thorny accompaniment. |
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| Full bloom. |
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| The aerial view of one not quite all popped. |
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| And finally the delicate blooms of a flowering tree. |





























