Caprock Canyon visit

I went with my boyfriend over to Caprock Canyon to hike around a bit, but the wind caught us by surprise and we wound up leaving after a few hours.

The fact that I consider a walk to the mailbox to be strenuous had nothing to do with our premature departure.

I wish I'd taken my tripod. I'm not the steadiest of people on a good day, and with a 30 mph wind knocking me about, I had a hard time keeping the camera still. We have plans to return later in the spring to do a little hiking/camping weekend, will bring the tripod then. I still got a lot of neat shots, nothing fancy but it does show off the interesting geology of the area. There was a rock of some sort that I did not recognize. It appeared to run in a solid sheet beneath the red dirt, almost looking like white marble on top, but along the edge it had a glitter to it, and would splinter off.

In other news, Dirty Harriet died over the weekend. She was the first Boer goat ever born here, and while she was not the most productive of girls (4 kids in 6 years hrm), she was always my favorite and she knew it. When I sold all the goats, I kept her, her son Earless Joe, and one other old girl who was the first Boer goat I ever bought. She was spoilt rotten. I'm not too happy about her passing.