Chipmunk Hotel

In August, Sam and I trekked out to the Glorieta Canyon near Santa Fe. We walked along a creek in the canyon for a few miles until we reached a clearing. What was once, we're told, a hotel was now a pile of wood and a lot of hungry chipmunks. Not particularly scared of humans, those little guys.

We came across this dude. Just hanging out.

                                           

Not clear how this ancient, rusted hulk got down there. Sam contemplates a quick getaway.

Sam disappeared into those trees and I haven't heard from her since.

You stay away from me chipmunk.