Interesting motorcycles in the Corrales 4th of July Parade.
Since we had the newly acquired RX-8 in the shop for service, I took Tristan to the Heights to pick up Diesel, who she is dog sitting for a friend. I put Diesel, his crate, dishes, blankets and toys in my RX-8, which where a rather tight fit, and drove him to Tristan’s. Diesel is a very well behaved, black German Shepard, who enjoyed his rather cramped ride across town. He even gave me a wink over the thought of putting Diesel in the RX-8.
I went out to photograph an old wood mill in the north valley, and as I got to the top of a rail spur there was a dog gnawing on an old carcass. He was so involved at first that he didn’t notice me. After a few shots, he heard the shutter in my camera and looked up. He was standing his ground and then started coming sideways towards me half snarling and licking his chops. I didn’t push my luck by trying to cross the dog’s path to get down where I could get better shots of the buildings. I got a few shots of the mill from standing on the rail spur and then a shot toward the mountains as I walked back to the car. I presume the dog went back to gnawing the carcass.