Two goals for my Arizona visit were: a) to eat burritos, and b) go hiking every day. To fulfill this second requirement, I made Dad go on extra hikes with me. Behind the house and around this lone, random mountain named 'Silly Mountain.'
This is behind the house
Something like a little tiny inukshuk, on top of the hill behind the Arizona House.
Another use for the sadly shortened walking stick - prodding at desert vegetation.
Superstition Mountains. Again.
Prodding at rocks.