Sure a different ride in the fall. 100 degrees, hot and dusty. No green grass or any sign of flowers. I should have stopped for a picture of the racoon the was still stuck in the fence. In April, it was very fresh, I was surprised to see it still there, just a dried up piece of hide and hair. It was just too miserably hot to stop again, we just wanted to get back on the main road so we could get the wind moving again.