Birds and Burros

Back to Red Rock Canyon we went in the hopes of seeing some wild burros. At one time there were hundreds in the canyon, survivors from the heard of gold mining days when a mule was an essential part of the mining operation. Once the miners heard of gold elsewhere, they turned their mules loose and got the next train or wagon out of the canyon. The burros or mules we were looking for are descendants of those mining mules that worked here so long ago.

Our first stop was the village of Blue Diamond, once a company town for the local mine. We were told we might see burros feeding at the local ball diamond, but no such luck. We hiked the trails but all we saw were other hikers and bikers.

Blue Diamond as seen from a distance.

Lunch time found us at the Petroglyph Trail in Red Rock Canyon.

It was cold and windy but we persevered and enjoyed our picnic lunch by the red cliffs.

Soon a few of the locals (Western Scrub-Jay) joined us looking for free handouts.

This one kept an eye on us from a safe distance.

Caught this bird just at take-off, wings ready to grasp the air, beak full of food.

This I believe is a "Bridled Titmouse", not sure though.

After lunch we hiked into the valley to look at the petroglyphs. These had been carved hundreds of years earlier by native Americans and depict a hunt for deer in the area.

Did I mention "cold"? Here Mary is bundled up ready for the next snowstorm.

Our final stop before returning to our condo was the visitor centre. We had been there yesterday but didn't get a chance to see all the exhibits. It was modern, informative and blended in with the natural surroundings. Well worth the visit.

Surprise, we found the burros. Mary spotted them near the highway and we expected them to run off as we approached but they were very comfortable with our presence. Obviously they know the difference between friend and foe. It is illegal to feed them so we just petted them and enjoyed their presence.

Yes there was a fence there, just to keep the animals from wandering on the highway. They survive on their own, without food handouts from the government.

Time for one last good-bye and then back into the truck. We were so delighted to find them and have a chance to pet them. The burros were very friendly and once knew we meant no harm came up hoping for some treats. That's a $500 fine if caught feeding them.

Bye guys, hope to see you next time we are in Vegas.

Today Carol and Don fly to California and tomorrow we head back to Arizona.

Thanks for stopping by.