Wagon wheel ruts carved into the rock from the stagecoach days.
A shallow cave at the base of the cliffs.
Standing on the "trail" looking westward to the other side of the Napa Valley.
Near the crest is this old sign with the words "Oat Hill Wagon Road" welded on.
Another view of the volcanic Palisdes.
The view from the other side of the crest looking eastward towards Pope Valley and beyond.
Andria, Nick, and I take a break on the trail. We must have just eaten our lunch judging by the contented looks.
This truck must have tumbled at least 100 yards down the mountain from the base of the rock cliff near the top of the picture.
Two vultures waiting for the warm updrafts to begin (or maybe for something to die in Calistoga, below).
Looking down on the vineyards of Napa Valley.
Nick and Andria on the Palisades version of Stonehenge.
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