I had a couple hard lessons coming. First, even out west, it isn't that easy (especially for a noob). Second, romance and herping don't mix. Period. (I still relearn that one from time to time!)
I will spare you those gory details.
I managed to meet up with a local herper and we headed out to an area NE of where the in-laws place is located. It was late August, so we hit the washes around 530 or 6 in the morning to try and beat the heat. After a few hours of hard hiking, I was starting to bake. I didn't care. It was my first southwest experience and I was loving every minute of it.
|I had never imagined so much rock!|
I had my first experience with desert tortioses. I would not see them again for over 5 years.
We saw a few lizards, and I found numerous shed skins from neonate rattlesnakes under a rocky overhang. One of the whipsnakes in the area was spotted darting across the road as well, but that was about it.
|My first sideblotch...|
And just like that, I was bitten by the Arizona bug...