Cool Tucson mornings mean everyone's out for a walk, amble, run, or ride on the Rillito River Path. I choose a mild meandering adventure of 3 or so miles in 45 or so minutes. This morning, the creosote and mesquite create a symphony of smells after a rainy night. White datura blooms among tall desert grasses. Thank you, beautiful monsoon season.
Behind me, I hear a symphony of barking and turned to see who might be following us. I see three coyotes emerge from Christmas Wash and amble across the dirt road to torment yard dogs. My walking partner Lisa shoos them away from the dogs.
But they come right back and so does the barking. I grab Lisa's I-phone for a quick picture.
More shooing, more in and out of the wash coyote dance. I take another picture and regret the lack of zoom lens on the phone camera.
We say hello to a couple regulars: the woman who uses a roller/walker while her dog runs hither and thither, the man in the safari hat who carries one dachshund to the path while walking his other dachshund.
Cyclists and gasping runners don't say hello. Four horses emerge from the desert trail and ride alongside the path. Everyone knows the river path is a great place to start your day!