As we continued along enjoying the scenery we passed a young woman filling a pickup truck with firewood she’d harvested with a chainsaw from the National Forest we were passing through. The logo on the truck was from a Bed and Breakfast in the area. Gathering firewood is allowed in the public lands as long as you have a permit.
Finally the road leveled out and we came upon the green pastures of Mormon ranchlands. The monsoon rains had been kind to them this year. I stopped to take a picture of the interesting fences they build from the twisted juniper trunks. A dour faced local came along the road toward us as I was shooting and, from his expression, I gathered that they didn’t cotton to strangers thereabouts. I smiled and waved and moved along.