As I drove up the road to Cahuilla Mountain last weekend, I was alone. I did come upon some mountain bikers who were unloading their bikes, but otherwise I was the only car on the road. I stopped and wandered among the oak trees, admiring the view. To my east was Mt. San Jacinto, snow-covered and majestic. To my north was Mt. Gorgonio, regal and peeking between the oaks. On my way back down the road, I came upon these folks who were bringing their horses in for a ride. I wish I had stayed to watch, but I had to get over to the ranch and check on Cali's condition. Apparently she has recovered and is now chasing Scout around the corral!