|My agave just starting to bloom|
|Something ate it!|
It was a little spooky hiking down the Hermit all alone. It is a rough enough trail that I was a wee bit nervous about turning an ankle all by my lonesome. Then I explored the site at the trail junction looking for somewhere that they straightened arrows. I saw a picture of this somewhere. Anyhow, I found an old cowboy camp and some more walls, but no rock. THEN I started thinking that since I was off trail, I might meet a rattler and then what would happen?
On the way out I met two locals, and then two rangers, so I guess my broken body would not have been lying on the trail for too long before someone tripped over me.