The highlight of last weekend's trek was one of the best twilight skies I have ever seen. The sun set behind the mountains with almost clear skies in the west and heavy clouds hanging all over the east. The shades of golden orange slowly disappeared leaving only the higher clouds shining bright, with the lower clouds a dull white, both visible as an interspersed canvas of color and light. The sky turned violet; the gray clouds from the east threatening to fall; the crescent moon made itself faintly visible behind the orange clouds while the sky started to put itself to sleep losing color. As it got darker and the moon brighter, we went back to our camp fire, watching the fireflies flicker in the night.
with a year-around fresh water supply, that is not a bad idea except that house building may not be allowed there. the place has remained the same, this not being very well known; but then again, an auto driver told us that a Spaniard was killed there 10 months back.