Death Valley, Darwin Flats, Lowest to Highest Route 2015
There among a legion of Joshua trees is a fresh pile of wild burro poo. I freeze. Off to my right I see him, just barely. He is brown and yellow, just like everything else.
He snorts to let me know he’s in charge and runs ahead. Stops, snorts, runs. Repeat.
Eventually he tires of this game and fades into the brown and yellow everything else.
Read more about the wild burro HERE