I woke up at Culp valley to cloudy skies shouldered my gear and trekked about a half a mile to an over view I had found the year before. It was windy as all get out so I nestled down behind some rocks and it wasn't so bad. The footing was awkward and I had to remember to move around and give my left leg a break once and a while. Sometimes I get to concentrating so much that I can;t hardly walk when I do change positions. This painting is kind of tame in color but that's the desert on a gray day.

Clouds over Borrego 9x12 oil on panel