I spent the day following the Apache Trail through Arizona’s Superstition Mountains.

The cactus is in The Lost Dutchman State Park. Brilliantly, I learned that the Lost Dutchman was neither Dutch, nor lost.

Walking through the desert park without seeing any other person for three or four hours was a little unsettling. I spent most of the journey thinking about the various mishaps that might occur and what I should do in the event that they did. Also, I didn’t have the best of maps, only one I hand copied from Google this morning, which did cause a nervous few minutes when I initially couldn’t find my hire car. Not that it should be too unexpected given that I momentarily failed to locate my own car in the Sainsbury’s car park last Wednesday.