My first Ajo sunset. Not enough clouds to make for a pretty sunset, but this is the first sunset for me in a while so I felt I should memorialize the moment.
And the town's name is pronounced; Ah-ho which means garlic, if you're not familiar with Spanish, of which I am not. But I am familiar with the Internet.
A very peaceful night's sleep last night. I could hear some coyotes singing off in the distance, and nothing puts me to sleep quicker than listening to coyote's howl.
There won't be much going on in my life while here at Ajo. I've taken pictures of almost everything in my area of interest, and not much changes in this little town. I don't want to go wandering out in the desert like I normally would, this being a prime smuggling area nowadays, with a lot of the border patrol agents that are stationed here having been moved to other areas to babysit the illegals and get them located deeper into the country, because the little towns in Arizona no longer have any more money to feed them, clothe them, pay for a place for them to live, pay for their medical care, which in some cases is substantial, and educate their children, opening up areas like Ajo for the cartels.
And I won't be going to the store very often, considering the prices I saw yesterday. I may go to the store, but it will just be to look at things I used to be able to buy. College kids that can barely afford to eat live on Ramen for long periods of time. I wonder if a boondocker can do that. I know it won't replace red beans and rice, but being able to feed yourself for 50 cents a day is very appealing.
This A-10 Warthog flew over me this morning. He's still carrying some ordinance on the pylons so I guess he's not done yet doing whatever he was doing.
I get a lot of pictures of airplanes leaving. By the time I get outside with my camera, at the speed these guys are going, even when I can hear them coming there usually gone by the time I get out the door.
Patches of Mexican poppies dot the sides of the mountain. I took this picture in the morning before the poppies had opened up.
I've still got a few left over pictures from Picacho Peak State Park, and there's not much to take pictures of around here, so I will try to use up my leftovers.
Fishhook barrel Cactus. You can put your hand in it, you just can't get it back out again.