and in the far distance is the promise of something other than flat farmland and mesquite trees.
Now we're talkin'.
A few more deer graced my presence. Miles from nowhere, not a soul in sight. Bliss.
I included this otherwise boring picture as a tutorial for folks who may not ride dirt roads often. There were no other indications a hazard was waiting just over the crest of that rise. You learn to anticipate things like this, you slow down and stand on the pegs....and focus. Had I come flying over this and found the deep, water filled rut in the middle of the picture, well, it could have been ugly.