We came back to camp, had lunch and did a little camper maintenance or reading. While I was changing a light switch it broke so I had to go wandering around the area looking for a hardware store. It made for some nice sightseeing as I wandered about the countryside following my GPS. First we went to a store that didn't exist. Normally I'd be irritated at this but it was such a nice drive that I didn't care. Ended up in Casa Grande about 22 miles from camp. It impressed me once again how these western cities have such an abrupt change from farmland to urban setting.
Yesterday I mentioned the Yuma Prison Library. That was when I noticed a big coincidence. I was reading another Archer Mayer detective mystery, he is a Vermont author I have come to like a lot. Anyway, I had bought that book on E-Bay and noticed it was stamped as surplus from the Yuma Public Library.
| Picacho Peak is the high point in the center. The peak off to the left is separate. The saddle we reached is the low point on the right |
| Picacho on left, saddle on right |
| Nameless little peak |
| That same nameless peak |
| This little guy was on the saddle waiting for handouts |
| Looking down the back side |
| Panorama from the saddle |
| A train I encountered on my way to get a switch |

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