|Start at the buffalo.|
- Parking: On the street
- Washrooms: None
- Dirt path
But today, the creek was dry - a first in the seven years I've been visiting the area. It was unnerving to walk along the dry stones and watch bugs swarm the the pockets of mud where there should be pools of water. I suppose that I had already known that we are in a drought, but today's walk really brought it home.
|Some of the colors along the path.|