After the last inspection, we needed to visit the planning office in Prescott, the last time, our inspector promised. The meeting with the plan reviewer went very well. We added the woodstoves that weren't on our plans, and he reviewed some items that were of potential concern to the inspector. He didn't seem particularly concerned about them, but we would need to get a letter from concerning the safety of a missing I-joist the framers had not installed.
The porch turns out to be a great place to watch birds. They get fairly close and don't seem too concerned that we're there. Here's a scrub jay that was making a fuss.
I took David on a couple of short hikes to show him some of my more interesting finds: the old car, which, after David did some sleuthing, declared as a Buick truck; the mica mine, the strange coffin-shaped holes in the ground of a neighboring parcel.
The area had gotten quite a rain storm earlier in the week, and there were tracks everywhere. We saw what could only be a mountain lion track, as large as David's hand.
On June 3, "The Yellow Sheet," which passes as a local paper of sorts, said the Arizona Game and Fish Department had received numerous sightings of mountain lions near Yarnell, one of which resulted in the demise of a pet. We had seen tracks before, but not for some time.
The tracks were in an area that was covered with tracks of all kinds. Along with the large mountain lion track, there seemed to be smaller cat tracks. We thought they might be bobcat, but after re-reading the Yellow Sheet, there was a separate article by a resident who had seen a mountain lion and her cub. So maybe we were visited by mother and child.
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