Showing posts with label Gila NF. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gila NF. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 2, 2018

Central NM Spring Shakedown - April 2018

April 24 - 27, 2018


I try to do one shorter trip that is not too far from home to start the camping season. I usually either  head to the south or lower elevations as it's early in the season. Short and nearby in case something goes wrong or just isn't right. It's also a good opportunity to try packing techniques or accessories that I haven't used previously. This year I decided to go south to the Magdalena Mountains and across the middle of the Gila National Forest.

Also on this trip I'd not go too far off the beaten path as my inReach Satellite Communicator had died while I was setting it up for the season. I'd drive backroads, but only through roads, just in case. I also called the appropriate Ranger District Offices to verify road conditions and check for area closures. [Update: Garmin sent a refurbished exchange unit which arrived one week after support call & activated and tested in one additional day, in case you were interested.]

Click on any photo to see a larger version. 
You can use your arrow keys to browse all the photos.

Tuesday, April 24th


I planed to stay at the USFS campground at Water Canyon between Socorro and Magdalena, NM. I had never been there, but had heard of it as it's considered a birding hotspot. I figured it would only take me about two hours to drive there, so didn't even start out until 3pm. I headed down I-25, then took US-60 west at Socorro, after I topped off my gas tank.

Water Canyon, Cibola National Forest


The turn off to the canyon is at a historical marker sign about 15 miles west of Socorro, so you can watch for that sign to find the paved road to the campground. Actually the pavement ends just before you bear right up to the CG. It's a very nice, small campground with a dozen sites and two vault toilets at 6800 feet. It is currently no-fee. There is a group campsite a bit farther up the side canyon requiring reservations. There are attractive views of the bluffs on the other side of Water Canyon.

View to the east across Water Canyon from near my campsite.

I took a few photos of the area and chatted with some folks camped near me in a small trailer with a dog named Booboo. They were crossing the country. It was a lovely evening and I sat out to watch darkness fall.

My Campsite.

Wednesday, April 25


Water Canyon (continued)


Checkerspot butterfly

Looking up the little canyon just beyond the group campsite.

After breakfast I walked the road up the side canyon past the group campsite. The road essentially ends at the group site and there is no turn-around. I continued a short ways beyond there, admiring the rock formation along the stream bed. About 50 yards up there was a little seepage providing water for birds and a couple Mule Deer. There was a small number of birds foraging, and though I enjoyed the pursuit, I only got one photo worth posting.

The cactus was perched high above on the canyon rim.

Mule deer drinking from the seep on the canyon bottom.

Flycatcher

On returning to camp I packed up and hit the road. I drove a short ways farther up Water Canyon past the developed picnic area with its large grassy meadow. I only went about a mile and did see a few dispersed campsites, though none better than those in the campground. The road continues up 7.5 miles to near the top of the mountain where New Mexico Tech maintains an astronomical observatory. As the facility is not open to the public and the road was rough I didn't check it out, but returned to the highway and proceeded toward Magdalena.

New Mexico Historical Marker - geological history in this instance.

Looking back toward Water Canyon from beside the Historical Marker.

Magdalena and the VLA


12 miles west of Magdalena there are two distinctive hills north of the highway, Tres Montosas East and West (I don't know where the third Montosa is.) As you get to them look for a gravel road taking off south from US-60. This is the north end of Bear Trap Canyon Road, FR-549, or as Google calls it, Old NM 52. What I didn't realize until I drove it, is that it skirts the eastern end of the Plains of San Augustin - home of the NRAO Very Large Array. See also my 2009 VLA photo gallery with only 7 images taken with a point & shoot camera.

The road crossed the train tracks they use to move individual radio dishes and this day there was one near the road, as well as one or two even farther out. I stopped for a few photos. While next to one I heard a whirring sound. Lo and behold, they were moving the dishes to point to a different point in the sky. So cool to see them all move, and in concert.

Looking toward the central hub and observatory control building along the rails used to move the dishes.

A closer view of one radio telescope dish after it changed orientation. You can see others in the distance.

I continued south, startling a lone pronghorn along the way. The road climbs up into the Magdalena Mountains and this side is very dry. Evidence of a long past wildfire can be seen with no regrowth due to the arid condition.

Looking back as I climb into the mountains. Look carefully and you can just make out the VLA.

Bear Trap Canyon


As soon as the road crests the pass, the forest becomes very verdant. There are four steep, tight switchbacks and then the entrance to the Bear Trap Campground. This USFS no-fee site is small with a single vault toilet and a dispersed camping vibe due to there being no developed sites. It sits at about 8600 feet. I stopped for a pleasant picnic lunch.

Picnic lunch at Bear Trap Campground.

A few miles farther down the road is the tiny Hughes Mill Campground. No sign of a mill that I could see. Just an open area, but apparently there are popular hiking trails there. Once I turned onto Bear Trap Canyon Road I did not see another vehicle on the road for its entire length.

The forest road continues to the southwest until it steeply climbs out of the green canyon, across the drier pinon/juniper woods, then out of the national forest to a junction with NM-52. This state highway is a gravel road through cattle country with a ranch road every several miles.

NM State Highway 52.

For my fellow geeks, engineers, and technophiles: cool transmission tower design.

Gila National Forest


After about 20 miles pavement appears. This black-top is coming from I-25 near T or C and continuing west as NM-59 toward Beaverhead USFS Work Center. I turned that direction. The highway winds though an area of Ponderosa pine forest with some residential in-holdings.

Just before Beaverhead NM-59 makes a left turn, then soon a right turn climbing up to a plateau and passing a landing strip - follow the signage toward Snow Lake. From here to the lake the route is named Loco Mountain Road. The gravel road is fairly smooth and after a few miles you come to the turn off for the Wolf Hollow Trailhead Campground. This side road looked like it had been recently gravelled and would now be all-weather. This is one of the main trails for entering/leaving the Gila Wilderness from the north. There were a number of vehicles and a few tents set up in the campground. There are several corrals for pack animals, none occupied.

Wolf Hollow Campground

North-easterly view from NM-52. Gila Wilderness is at my back.

I continued westerly at good speed on NM-59 until that route, the state maintenance and gravel ends at the junction with FR-142 where I turned left. The road becomes much narrower and bumpier alternating between open pinon/juniper woods and Ponderosa forest. The road became very rocky and I finally gave up and lowered the air in my tires. Slow going along this stretch.

About 5 miles from Snow Lake the road becomes somewhat less rocky and there is another trailhead campground - Aeroplane Mesa Trail that leads to the Gila River in the wilderness.

Aeroplane Mesa Campground.

It was a relief to come out above Snow Lake and onto a gravel surface again. I didn't visit the lake or campground there. You can see my post, referenced below, if you are interested. I continued on 142 to the junction of FR-28 where I turned left toward Willow Creek. The plateau west of Snow Lake was consumed by wildfire several years ago, but once you drive down into the canyon containing Willow Creek you escape the burn area.

Willow Creek


There are two small no-fee Forest Service campgrounds along the creek and one open area where those who take horses into the wilderness park and camp. (Note: older maps also show the Gilita Campground, but this was destroyed by wildfire and permanently closed.) You access the Willow Creek CG by fording the creek; Ben Lilly Campground*, where I camped a few years ago, is a bit farther down the road. I ended up in the exact campsite, next to the creek, as I'd landed on that previous trip.  See also my earlier post.

My campsite.

It is a lovely spot and after setting up I sat in my chair listening to the creek and enjoying the scenery. There was one other camper in the 5 site campground; across from me was a car with a small Scamp trailer where a single person was camping.

Willow Creek next to my campsite.

Thursday, April 26th


Willow Creek (continued)


Looking at my campsite from near the road.

The road upstream from the campground. See the creek in the shade at bottom left?

After breakfast I took my long lens and walked up the road looking for birds and/or other wildlife and simply enjoying the beautiful morning. The road is closed at private land about a mile up from the campground. Coming back after turning around at the gate, there were lots of warblers high in the firs across the creek. I was assuming they were all Yellow-rumped Warblers, a very common species in NM, but for some reason I raised my binoculars to look at one across the way and was astonished to see bright red! OMG, could this be a Red-faced Warbler? Yes, it was and I found two others later on the walk. I took lots of photos even though I knew the birds were too far away for good images (indeed, the photos were blurry and noisy, but have included one simply because it such a cool bird). Over the years I've made four trips to SE Arizona to bird watch and one of my target species I'd never found was here along Willow Creek. Made my day.

Photo of Red-faced Warbler high in a tree far across the creek in the shade.

I also found a dragonfly along the creek next to the road. I was surprised as it is early in the season for them to be out. I spotted a second of the same species about a hundred feet farther down the road, but no others of any species.

Dragonfly along the creek. Very early in the season for Odonata.

I returned to camp to make lunch. Somewhere along the line I decided to stay here another night as it was such a lovely, restful spot. After lunch while taking an obligatory photo of my campsite I met my neighbor. She was a bow-hunter from Sandia Park, NM here for turkey season and was expecting a couple of friends to join her the next day. We had a pleasant conversation. I said I hadn't seen any turkeys on this trip. She said she was up early and one walked right through camp.

I sat out near the creek through the afternoon in my chair, alternately reading the new Anne Hillerman Navajo Tribal Police mystery novel, Cave of Bones, and watching the birds and clouds. Speaking of which, high clouds were moving into the area - not enough to diminish the day, but my neighbor said rain could be moving in from the west by Friday night. I had been flirting with the idea of driving into the Apache National Forest in Arizona, down along the Blue River, but I decided to head home on Friday instead.

My campsite as seen from across Willow Creek.

As evening approached I used some stepping stones to cross the creek. The birds were too wary to allow me near enough for photos. I saw lots of elk scat. Later as it was starting to get dark I heard turkey calls up the hill north of camp.

Friday, April 27th


Willow Creek (continued)


I woke to the sounds of more turkeys calling. I noticed my neighbor's car was gone. Perhaps she drove up to the other side of the hill to hunt. I packed up, but she had not returned by the time I left.

On the way out I forded the creek to check out the Willow Creek Campground. Only one of the four(?) sites was not taken - a popular place. The website says "tent only", but no problem for pick-up campers. It does have the advantage that the sites are farther apart than at Ben Lilly, so you have a bit more privacy. I didn't take any photos.

Tularosa Mountains


The smooth gravel surface of FR-28 through the Ponderosa forest.

I drove north on FR-28 which was a smooth gravel surface. At the junction with FR-141, which leads eventually to Reserve, NM, I turned right to stay on 28. The remainder of this route was much narrower, but still a smooth gravel surface. A few miles along I saw a hiker ahead. I knew the Continental Divide Trail was somewhere around and I'd seen hikers on previous trips. I slowed to reduce the dust kicked up by my truck.

As I got closer I saw that it was a grey-haired lady sticking her thumb out to me. I stopped and asked how she was doing. She said her back was giving out and was there a chance I could give her a ride to Reserve. I said I was not going that direction. I pulled out my map and said I was headed to Apache Creek then would turn the opposite direction of Reserve. She said she'd be glad to go to Apache Creek as there was a store there where she could call for a ride to the hotel in Reserve. I explained I'd have to move some of my stuff to make room for her and pulled over to the side of the road. I keep my camera bags in the passenger foot well and a caddy on the passenger seat. I moved my stuff and put her heavy backpack in the camper.

She explained she's a Section Hiker, doing one section of a trail at at time, rather than a Thru Hiker, hiking the entire trail in one go. She said she'd hiked up the length of the Gila River (which I didn't question at the time, but don't believe is actually part of the CDT.) We had a pleasant conversation and I learned a bit more about hiking the major American trails. She's a retired civil engineer living in Reno and when we exchanged names, said she's known in hiking circles as Stone Dancer - for the manner she crosses streams. She was interested in my camper and was excited to hear about Overland Expo as she thought she might have to give up backpacking if her back didn't get better, but wouldn't give up going into the outdoors.

Collins Park

We drove out of the pine forest onto the grasslands of Collins Park. At a junction the route to Apache Springs changed from 28 to FR-94. As we entered a canyon on the north side of the park a small group of javelinas crossed the road.

One of four javelina that crossed the road in front of us.

We drove over the saddle and down to Apache Creek. I stopped near the store on NM-12 to let her out and we exchanged cards as I got her pack out of the camper. We wished each other a safe journey and I turned around to go the very short way back to the Apache Creek Campground where I made a sandwich and put air into my tires in preparation for pavement.

From Apache Creek I drove north on NM-32 into Apache National Forest. Several small convoys of USFS Wildfire Crews passed headed south. I guessed the Bluewater and Diener Canyon fires in western NM must have been controlled enough to redeploy these assets. At Quemado, I jogged east on US-60 just far enough to pass through the village before turning north on NM-36. That highway would lead to NM-117 which passes through El Malpais National Monument to I-40.

El Malpais


In an interesting coincidence of life meeting art, a significant portion of Anne Hillerman's new novel took place at The Narrows in El Malpais. This is place where the hundreds of square miles of lava flow stopped just short of a line of 500' tall sandstone bluffs. The highway passes through there now, but so did the trails of the native peoples and pioneers. I'd driven though there before and once in 2008 hiked some of the Narrows Trail. This area is along the highway and I had time this afternoon to stop for a short time. I pulled into The Narrows picnic area and parked near the trailhead.

Trailhead. Photo a bit out of focus.

For more info: NPS National Monument website - BLM National Conservation Area website

I strapped on my hiking boots, pulled on a fishing shirt, and took my landscape camera, a full Camelback, a energy bar, my phone, walking stick, and just in case - waterproof matches and a space blanket. I took lots of photos even though it was somewhat overcast resulting in flat, low-contrast light. Nonetheless, it was beautiful and the vistas magnificent!

Natural staircase at the trailhead.

A short distance from the trailhead you can see the highway entering The Narrows from the south.

See also my earlier post where I passed through this way. Post includes the Sandstone Bluffs Overlook, La Ventana Arch, and the Lava Falls Trail.

Lava field, bluff top, tree leaning left.

Lava field, bluff edge, crooked tree.

Lava field, bluff edge, straight tree.

Looking down at The Narrows.

Lava field. Note the path of a collapsed lava tube.

Trail side cactus.

After my short hike I headed north on 117. I checked out BLM's Joe Skeen Campground (see BLM NCA link above) which is about 12 miles south of I-40. This no-fee campground has 10 sites and vault toilets. It's first-come and at 4pm on an April Friday all sites were taken. Even with the ramadas over the tables, I suspect this place broils in summer. For cooler, less frequented overnight camping near Grants & I-40, I recommend Lobo Canyon or Coal Mine Campgrounds; see my earlier post.

And Home


Once on the freeway I headed east toward home. I stopped in Laguna for one of their famous Laguna Burgers at 66 Pit Stop. Yum! (I do not recommend their Albuquerque location; I've not tried the Rio Puerco location.)

I got stuck in traffic on Coors Blvd in west Albuquerque due to tow trucks clearing two separate collisions, but I made it home safely. Thanks for viewing my first post of 2018.


*
Warning - Opinion: A friend, when I wrote of my plans for the trip, mentioned there was a Ben Lilly Memorial outside Silver City, but he hadn't checked it out. I Googled the name to find out about this person who had at least two places named for him in southern NM. I was unhappy to find a number of sources where he was labeled a "great" or the "greatest" hunter simply for the extreme numbers of cougars and bears, so called "malefic creatures", he exterminated in the southwest. Wikipedia uses the term "notorious" which I think is more appropriate and their bio seems to be more balanced than most.

Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Southwest Ode Blitz 2015

August 26 - 30, 2015

Blitz Headquarters: City of Rocks State Park


One of the Odonates found on the Blitz: Serpent Ringtail

What the heck is an Ode Blitz, you ask? Ode is short for Odonata: the scientific name for dragonflies and damselflies. Blitz is German for flash, as in quick as a flash, but in this case refers to a gathering of folks to intensely search for odes within a certain geographical area in a short period of time - a flash snap-shot of species in an area.

Why would anyone want to do this? Well, much like birders seek out, photograph, and list bird species; we get a kick out of finding and photographing interesting and colorful dragonflies. Our efforts also help biologists, ecologists, and the scientific community to determine what species are where and when. But mainly because we find it fun and interesting; we love nature and all it's beauty and critters. Southwestern New Mexico, where this event was held this year, is particularly underreported, has interesting scenery and also has some cool species that are not found in other parts of the country. This last point attracted Blitzers from coast to coast - Oregon to Florida; Vermont to California; and points between.

The SW Ode Blitz this year was headquartered at City of Rocks State Park, between Silver City and Deming, NM. The organizers reserved a group site for our use, though I stayed in the adjacent area that had electrical hook-ups so I could keep my compressor fridge plugged in (not having solar, like some campers do, and staying in one spot with driving to recharge the batteries.)

Our field trips were to Grant, Catron, and Luna Counties where we cataloged species via photograph. Some species cannot be conclusively identified by sight or photo alone, so a number of our party brought nets to snag those. There was no collecting on this Blitz, strictly catch, photograph and release. 

I will only include a couple dragonfly photos in this blog; use the following link to view all my best photos from this trip.

Gallery of Dragonfly & Damselfly Blitz Photos


Click the photos below to view larger versions. I tried to present the photos on their proper day, and I did for the most part, but sometimes it was better to move them around to balance the page.

My Journey - Wednesday


I set out south on I-25 in the morning. I planned to take a small detour to visit what is called the Percha Box - a box canyon on Percha Creek - east of Hillsboro, NM. Though I had excellent directions I was not able to find the primitive road that lead to the canyon trail. Consequently, I returned to the freeway and headed south to Hatch, NM, where I filled the tank and took the cut-off toward Deming. Just before Deming I turned north toward Silver City on US-180, then took NM-31 to City of Rocks State Park.

City of Rocks State Park


This is just the central section of the "city."

As I got nearer and nearer to the park I kept expecting to see some of the exotic rock formations for which the park is named, but I didn't. I became concerned. It wasn't until I topped the final hill on the park road that the rocks appeared all in one large, isolated cluster. Amazing! (Though I failed to take a photo from this perspective, darn it.)

I had made reservations to insure I had a site with electricity, but that would not have been an issue. There were electric sites available each night. If I were to go again, on my own, I would simply chose any one of the many individual sites situated around and among the interesting rock formations. Some even had a bit of shade.

My campsite with hook-ups. I remembered to bring my humming bird feeder,
seen hanging from a pole off the back corner of my camper.

I set up camp in the late afternoon with temps in the high 80's/low 90's (as the sun set, it cooled off due to the altitude and dry air). I walked around the rocks a bit in the early evening and met Kathy, the organizer of the Blitz, and her husband Dave, setting up their tent in the group site they'd reserved.

There were many Desert Cottontails around; there were also a number of Black-tailed Jackrabbits.

Dramatic clouds behind Cookes Peak, east of the campground, as it gets close to sunset.

There were many species of birds in the park, including this Ladder-backed Woodpecker.
She was finding bugs burrowing into these yucca seed pods.

Moonrise over Cookes Peak

Thursday - Day 1 of the Blitz


Iconic yucca and rocks in the early morning light (from Saturday morning).

After breakfast I wandered over to the group site to see who all had arrived. There was supposed to be an initial group meeting at noon, but when I got there before ten, a meeting was already in progress.

East Tank


The initial field trip was to be in the afternoon, but they were planning an impromptu trip and I got there just in time. The field trip leader, Tony Godfrey, works for the State Park and wanted us to visit nearby East Tank - this artificial pond was originally constructed to catch water for livestock. The state now owns this land, and hopes to eventually open it to the public. We had to drive on a rocky two-track for about half a mile (honestly, I didn't have to drive, as I left my camper set up and bummed a ride with other folks each day), then hike a bit over a mile to get to the tank. I think there were about 10 of us on the hike.

Excitement over a horny toad.

It was an interesting walk with lots of things to see, including a cooperative Texas Horned Lizard.

The subject of the excitement above. He really blends in, doesn't he?

There were lots of dragonflies and damselflies around the pond; see my gallery. Everyone got lots of photos of those and also the butterflies that were feeding on the minerals on shore.

Very small Checkered-Skipper

There were several groups of 4 to 6 of these tiny guys feeding on the minerals.
I chose to just focus in on this iridescent male.

Tony was happy when I found this Prickly Poppy, as they had not been seen in the state park.
Though in the following days, we passed many on the roadside farther north.

The walk back to the cars was very warm and the trail seemed even rougher.

Katfish Kove


After lunch back at City of Rocks and a short meeting with those who had arrived after we took off to East Tank. We formed a caravan to Katfish Kove, a private "resort" with oxbow lakes (ponds really), off the Mimbres River. It is in Luna County about 10 miles south of the state park. It formerly was popular with birders, but had been closed many years. The new owners are refurbishing the resource and Tony secured permission for us to check it out.

American Rubyspot posed prettily along the banks of the Mimbres River.

There were a few pond damsels and dragonflies, but the ponds were filled with cattails and frogs (that eat odonate larva), so only a few species of interest were found - none by me.

We returned to camp. The plan for tomorrow was to head up to the Gila River, about a two and a half hour drive north, the next morning.

A Western Wood-Peewee, a flycatcher, visited my campsite.

Another campground visitor.

Day Two, Friday


Sunrise Friday morning.

The previous night my friend Leslie offered me a ride with her and a gentleman named Norm, whom she'd met on a previous Blitz, for today. He is from Medford, Oregon and had picked up Leslie in his car where she lives, south of San Francisco, on the way to the Blitz. They were tent camping at the group site. Those of us from the campground left at 8am and met up with those who had motel rooms in Silver City in the village of San Lorenzo - last stop for gas, ice, and food before heading into the Gila Mountains.

West Fork of the Gila River


The first critter seen once we reached the river was this Spiny Lizard with his grasshopper lunch.

We drove through very nice scenery - a wide valley to start, lined with interesting rock cliffs, then rugged mountains once we were well into the national forest. The road ultimately leads to the Gila Cliff Dwellings (see my photos from 2014.) We drove to the end of the road, and parked in the cliff dwellings parking lot, where we accessed the West Fork of the Gila River. A few additional folks joined the group there resulting in a total attendance of between 30 and 40 avid Blitzers. This was not as unwieldy as it sounds as we naturally broke into smaller clusters as we wandered the river.

We hiked along and waded up the West Fork. Tony had warned us to wear water shoes or sandals as we'd spend much time in this shallow, cool mountain river. I should have taken photos of the scenery, but like my companions, was totally focused on seeking out those dragonfly species found here, but few other places.

It is a wonderful feeling to be walking up a beautiful mountain stream and to spot one of those species, an Arizona Snaketail, on a willow branch extending over the water. Another Blitzer quickly found a Serpent Ringtail nearby perched on a rock. Both brightly colored dragonflies became the center of much attention by many photographers.

One of our target species, the Arizona Snaketail

We continued upstream seeing many Painted Damsels and other interesting species.

Handsome Painted Damsel

Tony's original intention was to hike the West Fork in the morning and the East Fork in the afternoon. However, we took much more time exploring up the West Fork and by the time we turned around, we could hear the rumble of thunder in the mountains of the afternoon storms that were building.

We grabbed a quick lunch back at the cars, before heading to a place a little bit downstream. By this time, though, clouds had moved in and the odes had pretty much stopped flying. At a quick group meeting before heading out, we reached a consensus to change the itinerary. Rather than drive over to the Rio Grande the next day (a long drive that would put us into heavily used state parks,) we would instead return to the Gila and hike the East Fork the next day. A change I heartily supported, because it was about 20 degrees cooler in the mountains than would be along the rio, and because there were still species to be found in the Gila that we hadn't yet seen.

Many in the group did stop in San Lorenzo for dinner as recommended by Tony. I had chorizo and eggs and it was very tasty and filling. Others had green chile cheeseburgers or the fish & chips special. Everyone drank lots of ice tea to replenish our fluids, even those who'd started with a beer also drank volumes of tea.

Dramatic cloud behind the rocks as the sun set tonight.
The photo above reminded me that we had a heck of a thunderstorm one night. You could see it slowly working its way in from the east, so there was plenty of time to batten down. There were strong wind gusts and pounding rain, but not too much thunder. I could hardly sleep due to the shaking and the racket. Ironically, despite the storm being so memorable, I cannot remember exactly on which night this occurred, Friday or Saturday. I expected to see all sorts of signs of the deluge the next morning, but everything was in order - just another stormy night for City of Rocks. [Update: Kathy replied that the storm was Saturday night and that half the tent campers ended up sleeping in their cars for safety. There was some damage to tents, but no one was harmed.]

Day Three, Saturday


Table Mountain just before sunrise.

I again rode with Leslie and Norm as they were very pleasant and interesting companions for the drive back into the Gila. We parked at the Gila Cliff Dwelling Visitor Center, a couple of miles before the prior day's parking. At the VC some folks enjoyed photographing the hummingbirds at the feeders, and others purchased better hats in the gift shop than they had had the previous day, before walking down to the river.

Middle Fork of the Gila River


This is where we entered Middle Fork. As you can see, the Blitzers are eager!

Middle Fork of the Gila River was a bit wider and slower than the West Fork had been. When I'd realized the night before that I'd failed to photograph the beautiful scenery Friday, I resolved to do better today. So now there are photos of the scenery and Blitzers to give those who didn't attend an idea of what they missed.

These are the cattails where the Arroyo Darners were mating.

This is the area where the Desert Firetails were found and actually photographed.

We hiked and waded up the Middle Fork on a gorgeous clear day. Again we dispersed along the river. When someone found something interesting, they'd call out and those within earshot would gather around with our cameras. Again some folks brought nets to catch those flyers that never landed, so we could ID the species and get pictures.

A side channel of the main river.

Note the small cave up on the cliff side. This is the type of formation in which the cliff dwellings were fashioned.

We were once again chased out of the area by the sound of approaching thunderstorms, but neither day did we actually get rained upon. As we drove out we briefly stopped after the bridge from the Visitor Center hoping to find the Filigree Skimmers that had eluded us this trip. No joy.

Searching in vain for Filigree Skimmers.

On the way out of the canyon there was a break in the clouds affording a brief stop at The Forks - this campground/picnic area is just above where the East Fork of the Gila River joins the main flow. But little was found there other than dramatic rock cliffs.

Dramatic cliffs along the river. Can you see the tiny human in the river below the big cliff face?

Saturday Night Gathering


Tony had arranged a cook-out for Saturday night. Volunteers grilled hamburgers and hot dogs. We all gathered at the picnic tables under the group shelter for the meal and a final meeting. Tony read off species names and we called out if we'd seen that species and at which location.

I tried to photograph everyone at the gathering. My apologies if I missed you or only captured your backside.

"Here, have a fork."

The hamburgers were enjoyed by many as they talked of past and future adventures.

Fruit for dessert while resting weary feet.

Tony logs the species identified and photographed during the Blitz.

[Update: Here is the group shot, courtesy of Sheila; amazing she's is in the shot, too ;-) ]
And here are the Blitzers (at least those who were around Saturday evening.)

We were going to have a star gazing party to end the evening, but the clouds came in. So instead our astronomy expert gave a presentation on NASA's Pluto fly-by mission.

We also bid our new friends adieu with promises to see them at the next Blitz or dragonfly festival, as many were not joining the group on Sunday, myself included.

Day Four, Sunday


As the sun rose, the moon set.

A Rufus Hummer at my feeder in the golden light.

The early morning light was wonderful.

A Black-chinned hummer having breakfast, on me.

I call this image "Stonehenge."

I didn't participate in the official field trips which were to be Mimbres River Preserve, owned now by the Nature Conservancy, or Bear Canyon Reservoir, a small lake controlled by State Game & Fish. I encourage any readers who did participate to comment below on your experience.

Paseo del Rio


Instead, on the way home I stopped at a location suggested by Sheila and Tony - the Paseo del Rio Recreation Area (though it has a new official name) this picnic/camping area is along the east side of the Rio Grande below Elephant Butte dam. There is a long-since closed fish hatchery there, built in 1937 by the CCC, and two of its three ponds still hold water. The ponds are surrounded by very thick, heavy vegetation including thorny mesquite. I didn't even see the ponds until I'd parked and gotten out of my truck. There is modest water flow through the ponds so they are not stagnant, at least.

Earlier this year ownership of this area was transferred from NM State Parks to US Bureau of Reclamation who will continue to run it in the near term; the concessionaire, Lago Rico, will supervise daily operations. Day use of the area is free; camping is $10.

Russet-tipped Clubtail in the bushes

I walked around the ponds trying to peek in to see the water, but mostly hunted in the surrounding vegetation. I found a dragonfly I hadn't seen on this trip, a Russet-tipped Clubtail, as well as a Checkered Setwing. A Halloween Pennant had been found here before, but not today. I walked along the Rio Grande, too, but only saw a few common pond species.

Checkered Setwing perched up high.

... and Home


From there I returned to the freeway and north to home - battered by rocks, cut by whatnot, punctured by thorns, hot and a bit dehydrated, but not sun-burned, and very happy.

It was fun seeing old friends at the Blitz and even more fun meeting new people and making new friends.

My thanks to Kathy and Dave, and to Tony and Sheila for the great job they did organizing the event and leading the field trips!