Buenos Aires National Wildlife Refuge
Sorry it took us so long to post; we have been out of cell phone and wifi range, but enjoy the last weeks posts. Starting with November 2 and we are all caught up. New postings to the movie and photo galleries will come later.
November 8, 2006
We woke to a cool morning that quickly warmed as the sun burned through the morning haze. We sipped coffee, had breakfast and started our day. The Buenos Aires National Wildlife Refuge was a 40-mile detour from getting to Tucson, but we decided to take it. The day was young and we felt fresh. We drove though the lush grasslands with spotted mesquite groves to the visitor center. We didn’t go to the woodlands of Brown Canyon below Baboquivari Peak, but took the Arivaca road east. We picnicked among the Cottonwoods. We walked the Cienega Creek Trail looking for signs of wildlife; all we found were grasshoppers, lots of grasshoppers. You could see them jumping and here their jumping to get out of your way as you walked. At the visitor center we had seen a very big, very colorful grasshopper. Our trip took us to the southern point of the Wildlife Refuge, Sesabe, right on the Mexican border. It was a small town with a restaurant, mercantile store, a school and a few home. The little town of Arivaa was just as small, but the suburb of five acre or bigger ranch homes stretched far into the distance. The success story of the refuge is the reintroduction of the masked Bobwhite quail. It was a nice trip with the mountains around and the valleys plentiful. The area is about 1000 feet above the desert, thus the grass grows. The road is open range for cattle and we were lucky enough to see them on the sides of the road and not in them as the road is bouncy and wiggly We saw more nests of suburban homes along our way, probably get aways for people working in Tucson. We made our way east of town to the Buffalo Wild Wings and played some trivia. The Phoenix Suns were playing the San Antonio Spurs in basketball; it was an exciting game that went into overtime with the Spurs winning. We headed over to Waldorf for the night.
November 8, 2006
We woke to a cool morning that quickly warmed as the sun burned through the morning haze. We sipped coffee, had breakfast and started our day. The Buenos Aires National Wildlife Refuge was a 40-mile detour from getting to Tucson, but we decided to take it. The day was young and we felt fresh. We drove though the lush grasslands with spotted mesquite groves to the visitor center. We didn’t go to the woodlands of Brown Canyon below Baboquivari Peak, but took the Arivaca road east. We picnicked among the Cottonwoods. We walked the Cienega Creek Trail looking for signs of wildlife; all we found were grasshoppers, lots of grasshoppers. You could see them jumping and here their jumping to get out of your way as you walked. At the visitor center we had seen a very big, very colorful grasshopper. Our trip took us to the southern point of the Wildlife Refuge, Sesabe, right on the Mexican border. It was a small town with a restaurant, mercantile store, a school and a few home. The little town of Arivaa was just as small, but the suburb of five acre or bigger ranch homes stretched far into the distance. The success story of the refuge is the reintroduction of the masked Bobwhite quail. It was a nice trip with the mountains around and the valleys plentiful. The area is about 1000 feet above the desert, thus the grass grows. The road is open range for cattle and we were lucky enough to see them on the sides of the road and not in them as the road is bouncy and wiggly We saw more nests of suburban homes along our way, probably get aways for people working in Tucson. We made our way east of town to the Buffalo Wild Wings and played some trivia. The Phoenix Suns were playing the San Antonio Spurs in basketball; it was an exciting game that went into overtime with the Spurs winning. We headed over to Waldorf for the night.
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