Last week we went back to the Cosmic Campground on the western edge of the Gila National Forest. (Don't go there. It is a terrible place.)
Dennis taking a break along the trail.
The town of Gila, NM - at the foothills of the Mogollon Mountains
Mike hiking along the San Francisco River.
The old Cooney family homestead - beside Mineral Creek in the Cooney Canyon.
The tomb of James Cooney. He settled in this Canyon in the 1870s, ranched and mined silver and gold. He was killed by Apaches in 1880 and was entombed in this large bolder by his family and fellow miners. The tomb has become surrounded by a family graveyard.
Up into Cooney Canyon along the Mineral Creek.
Bark on a Cottonwood Tree.
A bare Cottonwood in the creek bed.
The view westward from our campsite - before it began to snow on us.
Snow.
After the snow had passed us and was over the mountains to our east.
The next morning we had ice on the inside of our windows at sunrise. Maybe we should have left the heater on overnight.
On our way to the Dry Creek Canyon and a hike into the Gila Wilderness.
The Bride of Frankenstein. Or maybe it's Nefertiti.
In the Gila Wilderness - along the Dry Creek Trail.
A heart of Stone.
Signs of Spring.
Lichen on a boulder.
Dry seed pods on a Century Plant.
Rocks in Dry Creek.
Red-naped Sapsucker.
Bridled Titmouse.
And another sunset from our campsite. (We keep telling you - a terrible place.)