ne night we camped in the Anza-Borrego State Park in Southern
California. At night, the coyotes had a party. The expression
"yipping' it up" must have come from that. Much later than 9:00
and the place is blazing mad dogs and Englishmen style. It's kind
of like the line in Rudyard Kipling's "The Road to Mandalay" ...
the dawn comes up like thunder. This view is about 7:30 in the
morning You can see the sun already frying the landscape over
there behind this little pile of rocks where the coyote party
was in the cool of night. Smart beasties, coyotes.
ne night we camped in the Anza-Borrego State Park in Southern
California. At night, the coyotes had a party. The expression
"yipping' it up" must have come from that. Much later than 9:00
and the place is blazing mad dogs and Englishmen style. It's kind
of like the line in Rudyard Kipling's "The Road to Mandalay" ...
the dawn comes up like thunder. This view is about 7:30 in the
morning You can see the sun already frying the landscape over
there behind this little pile of rocks where the coyote party
was in the cool of night. Smart beasties, coyotes.