Pre Rincon stick n poking some dirty kids in town for the Tucson Gem show.
Bidding Farewell to my buddy's neighbor's pup
The initial landscape near our camp
Shaman Spellcheck gazing out over the valley something shiny catches his eye on the mountain side so we set off.
Foraging for Eyore
somewhere around the 7th mile we started gaining elevation
Shamen Spellcheck and EMM chillin in the shade next to a half inch wide trickle of water
The trickle has grown and the hike is more of a climb now
More vertical movement
Another momentary rest/water break
About a stones throw to our left
Filling up before we move on
After this it was too steep to think about pictures. We did manage to get to the point where the water bubbled out from the side of the mountain and ice floated off from it though.
We found our way back to camp a bit after the sun was setting. Shaman Spellcheck decided to take a walk with Mescalito as we lit a fire and waited for the full moon to come out a few hours later.
Sadly that's all I have from the Rincon exploration.
I do have a few photos from this summer in the Santa Catalina Mountains. This was my pups first trip at about 3.5 months old from Oklahoma to Chicago then Arizona and up into the mountains.
A few miles from the main path.
The edge of our site
Partial view of our camp from up a mountain bike trail
There are trees out there but the fog made it look like a flat white wall was just behind the trees closest to us.
16 lb Beauregard under my hammock
Sleeping by the fire while we cook
My buddy Dev from SATX deciding to tear down and move out of the wind
Worn out from hiking
This was somewhere out there on the mountain but no clue where
The wind switched directions and clouds moved in later that evening. Winds got pretty strong so reconfigured the camp into something more storm secure. There's a picture somewhere.
Rained all night was beautiful waking up at four when the light started to hit us. Cool thing was we when we were making coffee an old man and his partner came through with running clothes from the 80's. After splashing in some whiskey we sat and talked with them for an hour or so about separating from the consuming culture and living in the woods taking only what you need as you need it. Then like that they were gone and it was as if they were never there.
We basically made a cave with an opening the opposite side of the wind and rain
Bidding Farewell to my buddy's neighbor's pup
The initial landscape near our camp
Shaman Spellcheck gazing out over the valley something shiny catches his eye on the mountain side so we set off.
Foraging for Eyore
somewhere around the 7th mile we started gaining elevation
Shamen Spellcheck and EMM chillin in the shade next to a half inch wide trickle of water
The trickle has grown and the hike is more of a climb now
More vertical movement
Another momentary rest/water break
About a stones throw to our left
Filling up before we move on
After this it was too steep to think about pictures. We did manage to get to the point where the water bubbled out from the side of the mountain and ice floated off from it though.
We found our way back to camp a bit after the sun was setting. Shaman Spellcheck decided to take a walk with Mescalito as we lit a fire and waited for the full moon to come out a few hours later.
Sadly that's all I have from the Rincon exploration.
I do have a few photos from this summer in the Santa Catalina Mountains. This was my pups first trip at about 3.5 months old from Oklahoma to Chicago then Arizona and up into the mountains.
A few miles from the main path.
The edge of our site
Partial view of our camp from up a mountain bike trail
There are trees out there but the fog made it look like a flat white wall was just behind the trees closest to us.
16 lb Beauregard under my hammock
Sleeping by the fire while we cook
My buddy Dev from SATX deciding to tear down and move out of the wind
Worn out from hiking
This was somewhere out there on the mountain but no clue where
The wind switched directions and clouds moved in later that evening. Winds got pretty strong so reconfigured the camp into something more storm secure. There's a picture somewhere.
Rained all night was beautiful waking up at four when the light started to hit us. Cool thing was we when we were making coffee an old man and his partner came through with running clothes from the 80's. After splashing in some whiskey we sat and talked with them for an hour or so about separating from the consuming culture and living in the woods taking only what you need as you need it. Then like that they were gone and it was as if they were never there.
We basically made a cave with an opening the opposite side of the wind and rain
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