A walk, a chat with Zach and the wind

Walking on the mountain again last night with Steph and Roman when Roman decided that he was not interested in listening to us at all and wanted to off road it. It was getting towards the end of the day and some shadows were present so, not knowing the area wildlife or the sunning habits of said wildlife, we decided that he and Steph would head home and I would get some much needed excersise.

I continued on and, since the mountain provides good cell coverage, I called Zach to see how he was doing. It was a good conversation, we talked about his day, his weekend, his dog Ziggy and something about a new dog they now have that was found swimming in a lake by the boat so they picked it up and are deciding whether or not to keep it. . . a bit confused by that one I'll admit but, he is happy about it so, ok! As we talked the wind picked up so much that he was having issues hearing me - I found large boulders to duck behind or shallows in the trail to dip into so we could continue talking until I ran out of protection and the wind was too much to continue so we said good night.

The floura here is pretty cool - completely foreign at this point, but cool. No grass to speak of - except when driving by the houses in the "palisades" neighborhood - nice manicured lawns, huge houses - only about 5,000 car sales away!! Cacti everywhere. Even the weeds that are not cactus look like it. Lots o rocks too. Not the river rocks we were used to on the St. Croix either. Sharp, jagged chips of rock. Roman loves it!

As I walked I found that, the later it gets, the more the locals come out (smart enough to not go out and work out until the sun starts setting and it dips below 90'). My peace and quiet was interrupted by mountain bikes, groups of walkers, dog walkers and just general traffic. My walk was over.

I headed home and saw my first gekko (oddly enough, not on the mountain but on the sidewalk about 1/2 a block from our apartment. . .)