My favorite running trail sees far more hoof and paw traffic than foot or tire. The hills are challenging but the vistas are amazing, the flora captivating, and the horned lark ditties charming.
It's been years since I've caught a glimpse of the elusive mustangs that cross this trail. Maybe they're just over that hill, I tell myself. The fact that they're not just makes the next hill that much more inviting.
Looking northeast towards the Big Horns.
The Owl Creek Mountain range lies to the southwest.
A pronghorn track surrounded by a mustang hoofprint.
The season's first phlox blooming from beneath a sagebrush shelter.
"The earth is full of the goodness of the Lord." ~Psalm 33:5 (NKJV)
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