Leaving Sycamore Canyon and the rain behind, we headed north towards Arivaca, and found ourselves stopped again by high water, right outside of town. We stopped on the side of the road and waited, since there was no other way around. We laid our ponchos out to dry, and shot the breeze with some locals who were also waiting for the water to drop a bit. I amused myself by photographing a Drusius Cloudywing having lunch on a bit of mammalian turd. This was a species of Mexican skipper that ranged a short way up into Arizona. It blended in well with the feces it was feeding on.

After an hour or so, the water had dropped enough that we could think about crossing, and after watching some locals make it across by driving their sedan very slowly, we crossed without incident. Dinner at the Longhorn Grill, inside a large cow skull, was excellent - I had a jalapeno burger and a beer and both were welcome and tasty.

Our plan for the evening was to cruise the Sasabe Road, running north and south. We did pretty well with neonate Mojaves on our last visit, and thought we'd give it another try. This time the results were less than spectacular - no snakes at all! We found a number of Spadefoots, and some Sonoran Desert Toads. On one loop, cruising all the way into Sasabe, we spotted a couple of large alvarius, hopping around on the sidewalks of the quiet little town. We stopped and gave chase, and Tracey was quite amazed to catch one of the biggest ones. These toads were robust, with secretions oozing from glands on the body and legs.

Aside from these bulldoggish toads, it was a disappointing evening. The road surface was cool, but it had rained in the area during the day, so we expected better. We made a number of runs up and down, getting stopped by the Border Patrol on one pass, and driving by a Homeland Security bus parked on the roadside. Finally, we gave it up and headed north towards Tucson, where we would spend the night.