2015 trip to Leslie Gultch

Sandy Morrison stopped by on her way back home from visiting her son in California. She had never see Leslie Gulch, so a trip was in order.

It was a cloudy day that eventually went in to a light drizzle. My only disappointment was that it didn't rain hard. We had a good day in spite of the weather. Both Sandy and Karen are rock collectors, so the car was quite a bit heavier going out than it had been.

This entry is mostly pictures. So click on the first one and each click will bring another pile of rocks for your viewing pleasure.

The lighting was a bit washed out and I had to really "saturate" this photo to enable us to see the Steen's. The light got better as the day wore on.

I liked the Juniper growing out of the soil that had blown in to the rock.

These are Choke Cherry bushes

The Indian Pain Brush is a little darker red this year.

Their were Chukars every where.

A Kestrel was sitting on the highest perch he could find.

This rock reminded us of Jeff Dunham's dummy Walter.

This poor rock was only a shell of its former self. Apparently a victim of drinking too much.

The lake is starting the year as low as it normally is in the late fall. It is down to 29 % of its normal level. This is the original stream bed.

We looked in this hole twice trying to see what if anything was nesting in it.

 With a bit of manipulation you can finally see Mama Horned Owl and a nestling in the back.

The rather amusing part of these trips into Leslie Gulch is that one never sees it all. There is always a new feature to the rocks. Its never the same.