Well! Five point seven/eights miles to be more precise. While it’s only a mile and a half between mile marks as the river flows, and the treks to the river and back, plus all the winding around on different paths in the bosque added up. This was the longest walk Jake has made with me since he moved in.
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Beaver point is at the 194.5 mile mark
Surprisingly, I saw a dragonfly. The temperature was around 48º F (~9º C).
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Bushwacking on our way to Three
Three. A couple of dragonflies lying eggs in the shallows.
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On the way to Five
Five
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The Portal to Seven. Seems all portals look the same!
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Jake recharged his pee-shoot in the Rio Grande by a cocklebur bush at the 194-mile marker.
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Søren seemed impressed. Or not!
Spunk: “Why take a stinking 6-mile walk in the bosque when you can lounge in fresh-dried underwear?”
Silver: “Whoa! I can’t beieve you made Jake walk that far!”
Jake was a little slow after his long mile, and got caught in the skeeter net again.
A couple of women were walking five dogs and let two loose to chase the coyotes. Jake was not happy about those dogs chasing his coyote pals.
Coyotes with cranes overhead
Dusk from the spot where photo Two was taken.
Off Center & Not Even 
Muddy and moody.
And long! Thanks, Shey.
Yeah that too… trudgy…..
Delightful Post Thanks
Thanks, Rehoboth.
Looks like a lovely long walk!
It’s was a fun walk. Jake is worn out.
Thanks for the fun and diverse tour Tim. You and Jake really humped it.
Since we went out close to noon, we were a little slow because we stopped and had a couple of chinwags, sniffs, and tailwags with new friends made along the way. When we go out a daybreak, there are one or two other die-hard walkers out, and none of us want to stop and have a chinwag in subfreezing temperatures. Thanks, Brad.
Maybe some dillydallying too. 🙂
Amazing and so beautiful. What’s wrong with those women. I hope the coyotes were okay. As for the sweet parrot, he could fly your route in no time at all so can understand his feelings. The cat’s as well. Why move when you can lay down somewhere warm. LOLOL What a wonderful place to walk. Happy Jake had a nice walk. So many things to see.
The coyotes were faster than the dogs. Stupid women. They are supposed to keep their dogs leashed. Cats don’t get long walks. Spunk does intervals in laps around the house to keep in shape. He loses traction on the corners, which is hilarious. He’s a Hotrod kitty. Thanks, Gigi.
Glad the coyotes are okay and yes, cats do loose traction. Today Bunny jumped onto the kitchen counter with too much force and slid into the wall. She was very cool about it, of course.
The diversity of landscape within this walk is truly amazing!
Thanks, Rebecca. That’s why our intended mile ended up almost six miles.
I admire your tenacity, Tim!! WOW!!
Jake thought is was audacious. He’s all worn out.
Those trails were so cool looking! Loved my Sunday Stroll with you. Thanks!
Thanks, Nancy.
Spunk: “Why take a stinking 6-mile walk in the bosque when you can lounge in fresh-dried underwear?”
Priceless!
Spunkless, too. Thanks, Liz.
You’re welcome, Tim.
Portals look the same so that you won’t miss them. Wouldn’t want to miss an opportunity.
Makes sense. Thanks, Cheyenne.
Nice of Jake to take you on his walk!
I have to drag him along a times. Thanks, Geoff.
The portal picture is very interesting.
It is. Thanks, Robbie.
My pleasure
It looks like Jake wanted you to see some interesting sights! The Last Long Mile was a marching song and would fit your walk with Jake.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Last_Long_Mile
Fresh laundry is always an attraction for cats. 🙂
It was good to see Søren again. It is just Beaker, Søren and Belafonte now?
Thanks for the link to The Last Long Mile. We have the tree birds. Beaker is like an Eveready Conure; he just keeps on going. Thanks, Lavinia.
EGADS!
Jake is keeping you fit!
As always fabulous shots! What a great walk … !
I like the way Spunk is taking it easy
Spunk is good at taking it easy. Thanks, Julie.