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On my morning walk I see a few Ocotillo blooming. This is the first one I have found with the green leaves and the blooming. The ocotillo family is a small one of only 11 species restricted to the warm-arid section of North America. Members of this family are odd-looking plants, some even bizarre. They are characterized by spiny stems with bundles of seasonal leaves at each spine. A few species are stem succulents, the rest barely semisucculent. The fouquierias have a curious parallel with the Didiereaceae. The few species of this exclusively Madagascan family closely resemble some of the ocotillos in growth habit, differing from them in growing much larger and having succulent leaves. The didiereas are distantly related to the cacti and not at all to the ocotillos, so this is an example of convergent evolution. Fouquieria splendens Engelm. is a desert plant of the southwestern United States and northern Mexico. Common names include ocotillo, desert coral, coachwhip, Jacob's staff, and vine cactus, although it is not a true cactus. For much of the year, the plant appears to be an arrangement of large spiny dead sticks, although closer examination reveals that the stems are partly green. With rainfall the plant quickly becomes lush with small (2-4 cm) ovate leaves, which may remain for weeks or even months. Individual stems may reach a diameter of 5 cm at the base, and the plant may grow to a height of 10 m. The plant branches very heavily at its base, but above that the branches are pole-like and only infrequently divide further, and specimens in cultivation may not exhibit any secondary branches. The leaf stalks harden into blunt spines, and new leaves sprout from the base of the spine. The bright crimson flowers appear especially after rainfall in spring, summer, and occasionally fall. Flowers are clustered indeterminately at the tips of each mature stem. Individual flowers are mildly zygomorphic and are pollinated by hummingbirds and native carpenter bees. Make sure you press the "L" key for full screen in lightbox mode! My passion is outdoor art photography with a main concentration dealing with landscapes, sunrises, sunsets, and Mother Nature activity. In each artwork I try to relate a certain feeling or beauty at that precise moment. I also pay attention to many details as I am taking and processing the photo. Visit the images at the link and I hope you enjoy them as much as I did taking and processing them. You can see my most popular photos at Canon Shooter on Facebook If you have any questions please contact me on FlickrMail. Remember all photography is copyrighted so please respect the Copyright.

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ If you have never been to Big Bend National Park....GO! There are so few words to describe its beauty. Eons of time live there amongst the snakes and rocks. The "largeness" of it will amaze you....as it is miles upon miles of uninterrupted, every-changing, jaw dropping scenery. Between 1933 and 1942, $1.5 million dollars were used to purchase 600,000 acres of arid west Texas land from private landholders. Not all wanted to sell. One mother, whose oldest son was fighting in Europe, wrote President Roosevelt a letter, imploring him to save the family ranch for her son's sake. "I wish that you might read some of his letters in which he writes about the hills, canyons, and trails that he longs for at home." This soldier's home was given away on D-Day, when he was fighting for freedom. On June 12, 1944, while thousands were dying on the beachheads of Europe, Big Bend National Park opened its gates for business.... Go here to see more: http://www.nationalparkreservations.com/info/bigbend/?gclid=COnjmebO6KACFSgnawodQyHfHg ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Easter weekend, 2010, we made a last minute decision to drive 12 hours west on I-10 to see Big Ben National Park... Talk about a LONG drive! Next time, we will fly to El Paso and drive east to the park....hint hint! Texas is so big that the western counties raise the speed limit because there is NOTHING to get in your way except cars passing yours like they were on the auto bahn! Check out this speed limit sign just past Sonora...80 MPH! Fort Stockton is on the way....so we stopped to make pictures in front of their town motto....a gi-normous Roadrunner (Chapparal).... BEEP BEEP!!!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Marathon, a tiny town out in the middle of nowhere, represents the effort it takes to live in this region. There is no rain...so nothing rots or rusts...much. Pics of this former train depot and cars parked around it reflect how long it has been since this dry spot in the road saw life.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ We made it! At 3:55 p.m., we were one of the last few cars to enter the park. Five minutes later would have yielded a long drive back to tiny Marathon! But not as far as the next 40 miles at 40 MPH! That is how large Big Bend is....forty miles to the Park Headquarters at the park's center! The late afternoon temperature on the desert floor registered 99 degrees.... Park Rangers, at the entrance, told us that August desert floor temperatures average 180 degrees! That month would NOT be a good time to visit.... UGH....soooo slow after driving 80+ mph.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Before reaching the road that runs to west to Study Butte ("Stoody Byoot") and The Basin, we observed a young man walking a mountain bike along the paved park road. As we passed, Vickie noted that he looked hot and tired...so she insisted we stop to check on him. He had been out of water for hours since leaving his base camp that morning. The park map made the back-road desert trek seem small and the weather was cool that morning when he struck out by himself on a short "round-the-park" jaunt. Did he forget that Big Bend is part of the Chihuahuan DESERT ! So as I threw his bike into the truck bed, he crawled in behind, guzzling the bottle of water that Vickie had handed him... The cool breeze must have felt nice on his parched skin as we eased on down the road. Nervous that we would not make camp before dark, we decided to leave him at the Panther Junction crossroad because it looked like the last 25 miles of his trip was downhill. All he had to do was hang on to the handlebars and coast. We wondered as we drove off what would have happened if the biker had dropped on the trail. How long would it have been before the buzzards found him....dried up like a prune? Hopefully he made it back to camp before dark, as the dark in Big Bend is like no other... It is such a BLACK dark that it makes the stars seem like you can grab them from the skies. The light chart and pic below shows how "black" the Big Bend is.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Before reaching camp, we stopped to photograph this tall spiky plant, known as the "Sotol"... Most think it is a cactus, but it is really an evergreen rosette, whose leaves were once used by native Jumano Indians to weave into tradable mats, trays, burden baskets, tumplines, and general purpose baskets. It's starchy core was their primary food, which were roasted in dug out pits and then eaten like baked potatoes. Sometimes the pulpy central stems or "hearts" of sotol plants were baked and then pounded and formed into chewy patties which could then be dried and stored. Fascinated by this all purpose plant, I later learned that its juice tastes like nutty molasses syrup. A finicky plant...it grows only on north facing slopes, which typically catch the most rain. The fruit stalk often grows 30 feet tall, dying after blooming. However, the remaining stalk can be harvested and used for many things. It is as light as balsa wood, but durable as walnut. Once out the park, we stopped along the roadside and harvested several. We will later make them into lightweight walking sticks for future treks and to give as presents. Vickie Harvesting Sotol.... ~~~~~~~~~~~ Finally reaching our destination, we drove through the pass into an ancient mountain crest known as "The Basin," which is the location of the primary park "lodge"....with gift shops, old spanish colonial style cabinitas, a "micro-store" for campers, an interesting desert-styled Information Center, and an expensive, low quality restaurant. The mountain is named: El Capitan... The sun drops quickly in the desert, so as we crested the ridge, below is the stunning view of what we saw. This view is known around the world as "The Window" ... After check-in, we donned our jackets, grabbed a lounge chair on the lodge porch and watched the sun disappear into the west. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The air temperature dropped to 42 degrees and the wind began to blow through the pinon pine as we snuggled into an adobe-like cabin on the mountainside.... "The Roosevelt".... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After a "manly" lodge breakfast the next morning, I decided (much to Vickie's surprise) to make a climb. Argh Argh Argh... The restaurant vista made the kopje (African word for small rocky hill) appear easy...so off I hiked! Here are photos of me and "The Mountain." As you can see...the mountain was bigger than I thought! "The Vista".... The Climb...see me??? Notice the buzzard in the background...just coasting...waiting for me to fall ! Ta Dah! I made it to the top...almost... ~~~~~~~~~~~~After a late breakfast and a breakneck climb, we decided to see the eastern half of Big Bend the first day. We crossed the desert floor, after stopping at the cross-roads visitor's center, and headed DOWN towards the river...on the same paved road the biker went the night before.The desert floor was covered with this cactus-like plant called Ocotillo (Oca-teeyo). It's an unusual plant that is used for many things...as its stems, which grow up to 15 feet tall, are covered with thousands of spiny sharp tines. The shrubs cut "limbs" are often used as "fencing" because its spines stop people and animals from passing through. Even when you plant dead ocotillo in the ground for fencing, they come alive and create a living fence of hell! However, after spring rains, the plant blooms, see in a pic below, and is beautiful. Our goal for the day was to reach the Boquillas Canyon Overlook (at the remote eastern edge of the park) and to soak in the hot springs by the river. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When walking down the gravel path at the river's edge, we noticed a cache of handmade goods resting on a flat rock. The Offering... There were wire scorpions, pieces of red calcite, hand painted sotol walking sticks, etc... We stopped to examine this stuff when Vickie noticed the binoculars peering at us through the cane rushes across the river. Since it is illegal to purchase transported, untaxed goods across the US border, we won't say that we bought a piece a calcite, via a shouted negotiated price in Spanish from across the river NOR will we say we deposited "tres dollares" into a very visible jar on the rock! However, we did notice afterwards that a mexican simply waded across the river to collect his jar of money. The Mexicans... The Rio Grande River.... Six inches deep....our most southern border! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Border poverty is beyond comprehension...until you see the shack villages, where "houses" still have dirt floors and women still wash clothes on flat rocks in the river... Boquillas, Mexico.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~The thermal hot springs were a disappointment. We expected to find 120 degree temps, but discovered that the water was very lukewarm...even on a sunny day. However, the pool was much warmer than the river. I couldn't see myself sitting in that silty water, which clouded each time it was disturbed....and I was nervous about the Mexican observers... The Springs.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Boquillas Canyon Overlook is at the end of the east park road. Boquillas Canyon.... Boquillas Mountain Range... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The US government closed the low water border crossing at Rio Grande Village, so we decided to turn around and stop at the park's river side campground to buy a late afternoon snack. New Age Cowboys.... As you can see, interesting folks camp there...some from as far away as Victoria, Texas. Some travel strictly with tents, while others drive the most expensive motor homes...quite a diverse mix of class and race in such a small space! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ We drove back to the basin, thinking we would hike the Window Trail for a sunset opportunity, but after hearing about the mountain lion spotted earlier in the day on the trail, we decided to just watch it drop, while dining over dinner at the restaurant! West Texas Mountain Lion.... There are over 2 dozen lions in the park, where they sometimes use man made trails. There are black bear also! There are over 20 bears in the park! You may ask, "What do they eat in this kind of environment?" After disappearing from this area for over 50 years, bears began migrating out of the Mexican Sierra mountains back to the park in the late 1980's. They eat a variety of nuts, cacti fruit, sotol and yucca hearts, and smaller quantities of smaller mammals, reptiles and carrion. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ The second day would finish our short tour of Big Bend. We planned to see everything west of The Basin to the Santa Elena Canyon. This would include many more fabulous vistas, an old calvary trading post/fort, a wind-blown abandoned adobe homestead outside Castolon, the magnificent canyon, and the many off-pavement miles of desert scenery....including "Luna's Jacal." After the park we planned to stop in old town Terlingua and the Big Bend Ranch State Park Visitor's center... After we arrived at the visitor's center and after a few moment's chat with the park ranger, Vickie rediscovered old friends who had moved to the region 30 years ago. Small world this Texas...for the old time natives anyway.... Trekking westwards on Route 170, down the awesome "River Road" between Lajitas and Presidio, we spent the extra time to take one of the top ten scenic drives in the United States. We pulled over to make photos of the river canyons and the teepee rest park, and then further explored "The Blind Canyon." See pics below... ~~~~~~~~~~ Sotol Valley.... "DON'T PICK THE STALKS VICKIE!!!" A large wilfire decimated the sotol in this Big Bend valley, but afterwards, within a few years, the valuable sotol had returned doubled in numbers. Mother Nature takes care of herself.... Sotol Valley Overlook... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Rock Dinosaur Frozen in time.... Just past the "Tuff canyon", we spied this unusual outcropping. It looked like a mountainous dinosaur grazing on a mesa. I was asked to stop for a photo. WHAT DO YOU THINK? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Castolon Visitor's Center... An old adobe US Calvary outpost.... We got a drink and stood in the sun, while a park volunteer demonstrated the mixing and forming of adobe bricks. Adobe Recipe: 2 gallons horse dung 5 gallons river silt 5 gallons water Mix by hand, dump into molds, dry in desert sun one day. To make a one room shack that is 15 foot square and 8 foot tall, you would need to make at least 1,248 bricks (14x12x10). ~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Albert Dorgan Adobe.... The Dorgan's had a commanding view of their river bottom candlewax (lechiguilla) farm operation from the bluff above the floodplain, just below the Santa Elena Canyon. Standing on the edge of a mesa like this is like standing on the edge of time... The Dorgon mesa was flat on top, about 500 feet above the river plain. Look at the width of these walls.... I am standing by a massive petrified rock, double fireplace in the center of the adobe... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Santa Elena Canyon.... Here is where the Rio Grande becomes a mighty monster...when the water is high! A river runner's delight and farmer's floodwater nightmare! ~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Old Maverick Road.... Only a short 12 miles to pavement! If you drive a truck and don't mind riding for an hour on a dirt "road" worse than a deep ribbed washboard, then take the short cut to Study Butte! The up close scenery and wash outs are worth seeing. Along this road you will pass buy Luna's Jacal.... STOP to look at it and read the marker sign. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Luna's Jacal.... "What is an jacal?", you might ask.... "Who was Luna?" In 1947, at the age of 108, Gilberto Luna drew his last breath within the walls of his own Big Bend penthouse suite, an aged but sturdy jacal (prounounced hah-KAHL) he built himself with mud adobe, stones, ocotillo, dried lechiguilla and creosote - materials that were close at hand. In the distance, a spectacular view of Santa Elena Canyon rises above the desert floor, made more beautiful with each sunrise and sunset. Farming near Alamo Creek, Gilberto Luna raised melons and beans...and children; 38 in all, born by six different successive wives. He made peace with the raiding indians, and the bright full Comanche Moon. Some would say Gilberto was impoverished, uneducated. Perhaps so in the measurements of modern-day existence, but I doubt Gilberto would agree. He awoke to nature's grandeur each day; his ability to survive and flourish a testament not only of tenacious human will over immense obstacles, but also a tribute to intelligence and a special communication with the land. I am humbled by Gilberto Luna..... I had to "steal" this interior photo of the jacal off the internet...as I wanted you to see the construction use of natural materials. Ocotillo was used for the rafters! YIKES! Don't bump your head.... The interior of the jacal stays an average temperature of 75 degrees, even when the desert temps rise over 180 in the summertime! I'm guessing that none of the Luna family were over four feet tall! ~~~~~~~~~~ PIT STOP....TERLINGUA...LAJITAS.... Most folks buried here in the Terlingua Cemetery died during the flu epidemic of 1918. I wondered how the flu arrived here...so far from civilization... The original plan was to see if any famous outlaws had grave markers here...but most of the graves were unidentifiable after years of hot wind, dust, heat, etc.... We drove through Lajitas due to time constraints. Pressed for daylight, we wanted to walk the Blind Canyon on further down the road. But as you can see by this stolen pic, it might be worth a second trip to see the old calvary fort and ghost town...and maybe take a river ride tour too! ~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Blind Canyon.... Vickie looks very small in the Blind Canyon. One would not want to be anywhere near the canyon during a desert "sprinkle," as the rain water would build to over forty feet high in just minutes, as it rushed downward through the canyon to a small opening in the mountain just above the Rio Grande. SO...if you hear a clap of thunder or feel a splat of rain from above... RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!!! ~~~~~~~~~~~ Tee Pee Rest Area.... From the rest area, one can see the spectacular view of the "Black Canyon". Next stop Presidio, TX where we decided to turn north towards Alpine and then home. ~~~~~~~~~~~~"Do we actually HAVE a border Mr. President?"....On the way to Presidio, we noticed an unusual feature of our nation's southernmost border. After passing a US border patrol truck, we drove a high wire...that stretched across the river. Our eyes followed the wire to a cave that had been tunneled out of a cliff face on the Mexican side, high above the river. It intrigued us so much that we turned around to make photos. It was then that we noticed the motorized car on the US side that traversed the guidewires across the river. We noticed that the border patrol paid no attention to it at all..... VERY INTERESTING! You can see the aperture and the car in the pics below... ~~~~~~~~~~~~ My Texas Cowgirl... ...invites each of you readers to visit Big Bend National Park.... "It's the only way anybone can experience how Texas once was"....as she and her family once knew it.... WILD...FENCE FREE...INDEPENDENT.... SECEDE, TEXAS, SECEDE!!!

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