After getting stuck at home over the weekend, Sarah and I were itching to get outside. We decided to try hitting Caballo Mountain on Monday after work. Here we are leaving the ski hill parking lot at 5:45 P.M.
Thanks to all the rain we've been getting lately, the wildflowers were brilliant.
Sarah making her way across Cañada Bonita
looking down toward Los Alamos from Cañada Bonita with tons of wildflowers speckling the grassy meadow
looking down into the Valles Caldera (Valle Toledo, I think) from the intersection with Pipeline Road
Caballo Mountain as seen from a viewpoint above Guaje Canyon
Before climbing to the summit, we first had to descend to the bottom of Guaje Canyon, which was painful.
Sarah and Gretta making their way up the steep trail on Caballo
grassy meadow near the summit (Caballo's actual summit is in the trees off to the left)
Our house lies somewhere in the distance just right of Nina's left ear.
the Truchas Peaks
awesome wildflowers with Pajarito Mountain in the background (You can barely make out some of the ski runs.)
Soon after descending from Caballo back to Guaje Canyon, darkness set on us. Heavy storm clouds pinched out the last of the daylight, and we were treated to quite the fireworks display by Mother Nature. Pajarito was shrouded in lightning as we hastily covered the last mile or so back to the car. We managed to escape completely dry, though, getting back to the ski hill parking lot at 9:30 P.M., which was 3:45 after we had left. Subtracting our break on the summit, the run took us 3:17 of moving time.