Saddled up the iron horse and pressed peddle once more out to the Carrizo on Sunday hoping it would be clear enough to do something and stay dry. Nope. We were wet. The Temblor Range across the plain disappeared behind spotty, intermittent showers throughout the afternoon as we hiked the Caliente Range. The clouds would build into a dark lumpy blanket and then unload sheets of gray cascading onto the polychrome plain.
In a landscape otherwise devoid of rocks, the Selby Rocks breach the undulated surface of the grassy plain along the base of the Caliente Range. The tell-tale traces of the region’s human history are recorded on the gritty surfaces of these building-sized rounded blobs of weathered stone. Bored into the rock in numerous places are mortars once used by Chumash or Yokut Native Americans to grind nuts and seeds.