This was before we mounted up to go out the first time. Bob said something to me and I did not understand what he said, thus the weird face. I took her over to smell and look at the motorcycle. She did. I did not like the asphalt to work her on. 
Angie and Bob with the last load of their big 2nd. wreck with pack animals. Rosie is an angel pack horse. She made 3 trips in that time. 
When we camped at the road in to Coolidge. This little cabin was just sitting there in the woods.I would not go in the door. It looked creepy.
I think I said I didn't take any pictures of the time at the hot springs.
Soooooooooooo, that was our trip.
Blessings,
