On the extreme eastern edge of California, just a few miles west of Big River and up the road from the Colorado River is where we've spent most of our time this winter. The people out here on this little chunk of BLM land are few but friendly, rock hounding is handsome and flowers are frequent. High on a hill, better than a mile off Highway 75, we see the town of Big River's lights sparkle 5 miles to the south along the river and the Whipple Mountains silhouette on the horizon to the north.
Beaver Tail Cactus
Copper Globemallow
White Busy Bloomer
White Star Burst
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