In the footsteps of woolly mammoths -

 But first, a burst of adrenaline in the morning, as this guy, who turned out to be non venomous, joined me in the shower this morning.  Had I known it was less than lethal I might have caught it to present to one of my pet deprived friends at home, but this was before my first cup of coffee, and the shower is not Google equipped - so this interesting critter fell victim to my vertebrate prejudice and my ignorance.  (note this is extremely rare, the first we've seen in several visits)

With Harley at the groomer, Shelley and I went to an unmarked attraction where there had been a major excavation of a hunt by Clovis People.  This was back when Arizona was wet and green, and giant mammals stomped the earth.  13,000 years ago.

 Was looking to see a tusk  - got rocks.

I was really hoping for cloned woolly mammoths, giant ground sloths, and re-enactors chipping beautiful spear points, but as often happens my wishful expectations were not met.  We were the only people there. in what was a dried wash in a patch of rather unremarkable shrubby desert.  Still it was nice and very worth the visit.
   
link.
http://www.blm.gov/az/st/en/prog/cultural/murray.html 

Another visit to a birding spot and it was time to pick up new fluffy, but still the sweet Harley.



 Back in Bisbee

 This is a gateway to a B and B 

 The path home.

Back home we took a different section of a trail above the town after a visit to a dragon sculpture.