Though we loved the scenery, we also loved having snow-free, sandy paths to ride for many miles. We saw a few cows, rabbits, and antelope, but no cars or people.
The above photo shows the snowy Lasal Mountains (near Moab), across the expanse of the Maze District and the Green River corridor.
The high temp was about 40 F, a little chilly for us, but good for the horses who are still wearing their winter coats.
That night, we camped near a small pond, one of the few water sources in the area. A flock of ducks hung out there. When we brought to the horses to the pond for a drink, the ducks flew away, circling until we were finished and the coast was clear. Then they'd return. They weren't about to give up the only floatable surface for miles around.
Unfortunately, our camp site had a dead cow carcass nearby, which was still somewhat odiferous. Fortunately, Daisy was able to salvage a delicious rib bone for her supper.
We chowed down on canned stew, which tastes like ambrosia when you're hungry enough, then huddled in our gooseneck trailer's sleeping quarters, awaiting sunrise and another day on the trail.