Our time in the Buenos Aires National Wildlife Refuge was enjoyable, though there was some rather cool weather, including a quite a bit of rain for a day or two. There was even some good frost some nights!
Sticking mostly to the well traveled routes was hopefully going to reduce the chances of a tire puncture from the various thorns in the desert. But one day, about 2-3 miles from camp, I got a flat. Unlike my previous experience with flat bike tires, this time I did not have to carry the bike for miles. I was on a good road, and surprised to be able to push it all the way home along the road. The tire was filled with 'Slime' and aired up, but that did not seem to stop the leak, and no thorns or punctures were found. I was a bit intimidated about having to remove the back wheel on the hub-drive bike, but after watching the requisite number of Youtube videos, I became an expert bike mechanic!
When we arrived at the refuge, there was only one other camper in the area. But after New years, the hunters started to show up, and it wasn't long before all the camp spots in the area were full to overflowing, and the number of trucks, atv's, and noisy traffic in the early mornings started to build.
So - it was time to move on. Besides, we had almost used up our allotted two weeks of free camping, and it was time for a change of scenery. After a short debate, it was decided to head further east and check out bustling Harshaw, a ghost (!) town near Patagonia. We had to pass through Nogales on the way, and took the opportunity to stock up on food, fuel, and propane - after missing the turnoff and almost driving into Mexico!
On the way from Nogales to Patagonia was the turnoff to Patagonia Lake State Park. Wanting to check it out on the way, we drove the very hilly access road, only to find out that they had 'no trespassing' (twice) on their sign at the gate. The park was clearly open to the public (!), and I think they wanted at $15 day use fee, so we made a quick U-turn and continued on our way.
At one point a lone California Scrub-Jay spotted her in the tree, and called in his whole flock!
Watch the video for the result!
Very nice country in that area, and because of the mine (?), most of the previously dusty washboard road is now hard surfaced - except for about the last mile, where the camping is!
I guess I'd better not include any aerial shots in this blog post!