While trying to pick out the location of our first accidental trip to Watamula on a map, Alex and I noticed this area just east of there that looked like the surface of Mars. We decided to go check it out, and see if we could catch some rodents while we were there.
Alex, Ron, and Teresa setting rodent traps.
I'm tall!
Prickly cactus with an adorable little puffball on top.
Said puffball plays host to two adorable little pink flowers. Awwwwwww.
Everything at Watamula is spiky, which is nature's way of telling you to go back to your hotel.
In the course of a very short walk, Watamula goes from low bushes to cactus to being almost completely lifeless.
As you near the edge of the island, the red soil gives way to a hostile plain of flip-flop-shredding bare rock.
Fossilized coral skeletons are everywhere.
Pretty sure that's one of the lost Mars probes in the distance.
