We had to use our snow brush for something.
Down the San Pedro River bed we hiked in hopes of finding a Javelina or two, remnants of a silver mine or some adobe ruins. Unfortunately for Martha, she managed to find a bit of mud as slick as a cow patty. Down she went; though nothing was hurt but her dry jeans and pride. Once her hands were washed in the San Pedro only her derrière needed some time to dry out. Was this pay back for her gloating over the warm Arizona sun while folks back home dug themselves out from 30 inches of snowfall?
We did find the adobe ruins, which were on the west river bank. Too bad we were on the east side facing a 15 foot river bank as sheer as a cliff, not to mention the river hidden just below. We would have liked to explore further but scaling this incline was impossible and we weren't up to hiking a half mile south and then again north to get back here, just 100 feet further west. There is always next time.
Look very closely at this 30" dia. tree. The rigid vertical and diagonal posts are railroad tracks (rails) embedded in the ground by the Railroad Company to prevent riverbank erosion. Over a very long period of time this tree has grown over the rails as if to engulf and conceal it. I have seen similar tree growth covering barbed wire, metal signs and hammock hooks, but never anything as pronounced and extenuated as this. Given enough time, could this tree actually extend itself, much like a vine, enough to engulf all the rails?