Bill had an old school friend come to visit for a few days, so we decided to go hiking - at Hall Ranch, an old favorite riding place of ours. It was cold and windy up here so it seemed 'proper' that we pick a lower location, and it was indeed warmer and less windy. We were able to hike in shirt sleeves; the temp was 47*.
We chose a different trail than we had ever been on, since we weren't on horses, anyway. Lots of fun new scenery and the footing was great. Of course, I kept thinking, "If only my horses were here!" We chanced on deer several times, in groups of three to six.
L. really wanted to see if the Black Tailed Groundhogs were still in the higher meadow, so that was our goal. We found the Groundhogs, but all signs about their type have been removed and they don't look true to the species any more. We think some locals probably moved in and it's now a 'mixed race'. They were fat, plentiful and happy looking, but only had a small black tip on the end of their tail, instead of a completely black tail.
Another hiker ahead of us was signaling to us; thinking he was seeing mountain lions. We explained they were Bobcats, but he was still pretty excited...and so were we.