Sometime, hours after mid-day, I decided to park for a bit. I already knew that I was not hitting the tagging office today. No reason to do that whole "pull a number", wait for hours, . . . then they close. My plan of attack was to be there first thing in the morning, weave through any complications that might arise from trying to tag this mech monster, jump the pavement south down the river's direction, and find a dirt track again before the day was even old.

So that gave me room to track up into the mountains that I was edging. I found a small track that followed the ridge along a pretty major wash. Ran that till it ended at some mine site. This would be a good place to eat something, and scout around some. I parked on the edge of the wash, that you can see behind me, and set out to scout the area.