Closest critters

13 10 2025

A little “family” of pronghorns …

… amid a bigger group! And these weren’t all of them. After the rains, they have plenty of roadside puddles (some of them decently large!) to drink from without ranging too far!





The good running

12 10 2025

At least one part of Disappointment Valley got 1.35 inches of rain over about 16 hours yesterday (it started around dark Friday and ended mid-morning Saturday). Every minor ditch and arroyo to every creek bed (Disappointment, Spring and Dawson creeks) ran with water. … LOTS of water. None had been running previously; all had been dry.

While a lot of water ran off and away, there must have been a fair bit of soaking in; the rain was all fairly light and decidedly steady. The ground and the road into and in Spring Creek Basin are all SOGGY.

Come along on this virtual tour with me – yesterday late afternoon – to see what I saw:

It’s hard to tell either how wide or how deep the water is here in Disappointment Creek several miles up-valley from the turn to Spring Creek Basin off Disappointment Road, but given that it was previously dry, I *hope* you can see that it’s running like a milk-chocolate river. This is looking upstream.

Another view, from several miles downstream of the above image; this is just 50 or 75 yards south of the road to Spring Creek Basin. The creek channel is much narrower here; I hope you can tell how high and wide the water is?

Now we’re looking upstream at Spring Creek water flowing downstream (toward us) from Spring Creek Basin, a few miles east (Temple Butte is visible against the horizon). (I’m still on Disappointment Road, a mile or so north of the above Disappointment Creek pic.)

And, from the other side of the bridge, Spring Creek flowing downstream toward its confluence with Disappointment Creek (marked by the line of barely visible golden cottonwoods in the middle distance).

I know it’s hard to tell width and depth again; the creek arroyo here isn’t terribly deep, but it’s three or four times as wide at this point as in the second pic of Disappointment Creek above. These creeks carried a LOT of water yesterday.

Then I went looking for the condition of the Spring Creek arroyo in Spring Creek Basin (in case this isn’t obvious, Spring Creek and its tributary arroyos drain Spring Creek Basin – when it rains – and the main Spring Creek arroyo carries all that gathered water west across Disappointment Valley to join the also-muddy water of Disappointment Creek, and together, they carry the watershed’s drainage to the Dolores River).

I thought you all might like to see a bit different view of Spring Creek, and I had to walk the last half-mile or so because the road was still too mucky even for my faithful little buggy, so this is just upstream and around the curve from the first crossing, where I usually take pix of rolling Spring Creek after a good rain. If you’ve ever gone into the basin with me, you’ve heard the story about Custer dam (and I even wrote a bit about it earlier this year). This image doesn’t show it well because of the background, but if you look on the left and right sides of the image above the water, you might see that the ground is abnormally straight/flat? Those sides are what remain of Custer dam (marked on maps). The brief story is that around 1900 (?), someone(s) put an enormous amount of work (and likely money) into building a dam to contain water from Spring Creek (the lowest/central arroyo in Spring Creek Basin) and the north and south *major* arroyos that feed into it (and a whole lotta other arroyos feed into all of them). The people also built at least a few miles of irrigation ditch. The story goes that the first major storm after the dam was built burst the dam. As you can (maybe?) see in the pic above, Mother Nature prevailed. (Who could possibly think this country is farmable?!)

Now I’m standing atop the south side of the dam looking downstream and westish. Just around the bend to the right is where the road crosses (when the arroyo is dry). It’s a weird perspective, and though I thought this would be a great perspective, it proved difficult to actually show. The road tops the area at the far (north) end of the dam, which is more to the right than “straight” across, but it’s only … 150 yards away, maybe? Or maybe it’s that from the far side part of the dam.

Now I’m down at the bend that you can see in the above pic, still looking downstream at the road crossing. You see it, right? Where all the rocks are at the left side of the pic. The road crosses the rocks, the arroyo and up the other side to the right.

Sorry, how about now? 🙂 Straight across. This should look familiar. … Well, except for the increase in rocks and the far side, which looks a bit like a wall. …

Looking upstream, there’s the curve where I was standing a couple of pix ago, looking to where I’m now standing.

The water, I should mention, had greatly receded at this point. This is probably some five, six miles (??) upstream from the first Spring Creek pix I showed toward the top of this post. I found evidence that the water reached probably at least another 20 yards up the road where I approached, from, say, the middle of the arroyo. It would have looked most definitely like Spring RIVER at its highest/deepest point. Spring Creek runs ONLY when we have a major rain event. … And when all that water from all that rain is done, so is the “creek.”

I’m gonna need my shovel. Again. 🙂

Are you tired? We’ve been walking around, in the super-mucky mud, in calf-high mud (or muck) boots. And we still have to hoof it back to the buggy. I was whupped.

But you can never, ever, ever beat that view. 🙂 Especially rain-dampened and -darkened. 🙂

I can’t wait to get farther in and take a gander at ponds. SURELY the mustangs have multiple water sources now. What an amazing deluge of rain. Much needed.





Pensive

11 10 2025

I’d like to say that Temple was just contemplating the bounty of the recent rains and the continuing benefit of being able to drink from a pond and not slurp from a seep. … But really, she was just watching her band members on the far side of the pond while she and two other band members drank from this side of the pond.

After a morning of drizzles, the sky cleared to that perfect Colorado-blue, then started to cloud up again ahead of overnight rain. Gotta love it – and we do!





Among the gold

10 10 2025

Tenaz models a bit of autumn color among the rabbitbrush and willows in a shallow drainage while keeping an eye on the band. A bit different perspective, but it makes him seem a bit … mysterious? 🙂





Quick check

9 10 2025

Prettiest of girls (we have a lot of those, and they’re all the prettiest!) Temple, napping in the sunshine.





Naptime

8 10 2025

“Hey, I’m trying to nap with my bestie over here.”

“No worries, pal. It’s just that weird two-legged who’s always clicking at us. Back to the snooze.”

Tenaz, I might add, never even twitched an ear in my direction. 🙂





Water for the thirsty

7 10 2025

This is one of at least two ponds in Spring Creek Basin that are holding water again after recent rains.

The mustangs aren’t the only ones taking advantage of the improved water sources, and I like to imagine that I am close to as happy about the development as they are. 🙂





Changing seasons

6 10 2025

The days are cooler; the days are shorter. Fall is upon us.

I know there’s not much about this pic of Buckeye that says “fall,” but when I’m wearing three layers while taking the pix and the ponies are starting to add to their hair coats, *I* know it’s fall. 🙂





Growing up gorgeous

5 10 2025

Sweet baby Bia … not so baby anymore. 🙂 Looking gorgeous in the sunset light as she follows her band.





Spectacularity

4 10 2025

Don’t hate me for making up spectacular words to match the gorgeousity of the magic scenery, painted by Mother Nature. … Anyone would (and should) do it. 🙂

(And yes, I did get semi-soaked!)

“It won’t rain.”

The rain came from behind-ish me (southish), and though it lasted (at a guess) less than five minutes, it soaked my right pant leg and right shoulder/arm and left water dripping down my leg inside my pants (!). These two pix (above) are looking north as the rain has mostly passed over me and is continuing north.

From the same spot as the first two pix, looking now eastish, I watched the moon rise over Temple Butte (promontory) and McKenna Peak (pyramid).

The moon was still barely visible when the light hit the passing rain and formed the prism, but while trying to decide between my phone and big camera, I think I missed it before it rose into the clouds (argh!).

With more dark clouds rising from the south and mustangs mostly far and scattered across the northern part of the basin, I decided to return another day. … (Note: It’s not a good idea to go into the basin if it’s going to rain. The road can get spectacularly bad when really, really, super wet.)

Wellllllll (a friend and a new friend will understand that heavily accented word 🙂 ) … when your gut tells you to turn around and make for the place where the rainbow will align with the pot of gold you know to be there (if you know, you know), be like Leroy Jethro Gibbs, and pay attention to your gut!

I stood in the sunshine along Disappointment Road while the second wave of rain passed from south to north across Spring Creek Basin (the rimrocks are Spring Creek Basin’s western boundary; the basin stretches away to the east in the northeasternish part of Disappointment Valley).

And the spectacularity JUST. GOT. BETTER.

End to end under the powerlines.

Temple Butte is visible again as the storm moves north.

This is NOT part of the original/above rainbows; it was a newly formed prism as the rain continued to pass and clear and the sun found space beneath the clouds above the western horizon. This stretch of Disappointment Road goes straight east.

After dark, we got yet another little wave of the good rain stuff. *Sigh of contentment*.

Maybe more overnight and in the morning. (Fingers and toes all crossed!)

I mean … RIGHT?! 🙂 Magic, folks. Pure magic. No artificial ingredients added. 🙂