Today I'm at Coyote Creek State Park near Guadalupita, NM. (Get out Google Maps to find that tiny village.) It seems the Tuesday after Easter isn't a big park-going day. It's just me and some critters.
Literature says Coyote Creek is one of the most highly stocked streams in the state. I saw no fish. Or coyotes. Only some beaver dams.
Too bad the willows are still bare. The cottonwoods and scrub oak, too. This is what I get for not waiting until summer. But by then I'd have to share the place with anglers and RVers.
Speaking of sharing, I wouldn't want to share this trail with a bear.